five o’clock
And the Fair Unknown , having graciously pressed Jerton into the search for her lost identity , rose and left the room . As she passed the young man 's table she halted for a moment and whispered : `` Did you notice that I tipped the waiter a shilling ? We can cross Lady Ulwight off the list ; she would have died rather than do that . '' At five o'clock Jerton made his way to the hotel lounge ; he had spent a diligent but fruitless quarter of an hour among the illustrated weeklies in the smoking-room . His new acquaintance was seated at a small tea-table , with a waiter hovering in attendance . `` China tea or Indian ? '' she asked as Jerton came up .