half past twelve
And , to do her justice , there was n't . Anne shrouded her muslin glories in a big apron and went down to concoct her soup . Marilla had dressed herself and the twins , and looked more excited than she had ever been known to look before . At half past twelve the Allans and Miss Stacy came . Everything was going well but Anne was beginning to feel nervous . It was surely time for Priscilla and Mrs. Morgan to arrive . She made frequent trips to the gate and looked as anxiously down the lane as ever her namesake in the Bluebeard story peered from the tower casement .