three o'clock
Cornelia read the few lines with lively curiosity : -- `` Dear Miss Briskett , -- I was disappointed to miss seeing you when I called at your hotel on Saturday . My aunt , Lady Seymour , is giving a reception to-morrow afternoon , and would be delighted to see you and your friends , if you have nothing better on hand . There ought to be some pretty good music . I will call at three o'clock , on the chance that you may care to come . -- Yours faithfully , Rupert Guest . '' Enclosed was a formal card of invitation , dated from Grosvenor Gate , `` Miss Briskett and party '' written on the corner . Cornelia sat banked up against her pillows , her ruddy locks framing her little face in a glory of rippling curls and waves , her lips pursed in slow reflection .