four o'clock
`` A little training would n't ruin your figure . '' She had never objected to Orville 's _ embonpoint _ . But then , Orville was a different sort of fat man ; pink-cheeked , springy , immaculate . At four o'clock , as she was in the chorus of `` Is n't There Another Joan of Arc ? '' a melting masculine voice from the other side of the counter said , `` Pardon me . What 's that you 're playing ? '' Terry told him .