seven o'clock
Their dim rays fell upon the disorder his packing had left . `` You must excuse the look of things , '' he said . `` The fact is , I 'm just going away . I 'm going to Rome at seven o'clock . '' `` Is n't this rather sudden ? '' asked the minister , with less excitement than the fact might perhaps have been expected to create in a friend . `` I thought you intended to pass the winter in Florence . ''