seven o'clock
I wish I knew what the account was , or whether she knows anything about it . ' ` Thy wish was father , Harry , to that thought . ' -- SHAKESPEARE . It was at half-past seven o'clock that Ursula Egremont 's cab stopped at St. Ambrose 's Road . She had missed the express train , and had to come on by a stopping one . But here at last she was , with eyes even by gaslight full of loving recognition , a hand full of her cab-fare , a heart full of throbbing hope and fear , a voice full of anxiety , as she inquired of the astonished servant , ` Louisa , Louisa , how is Aunt Ursel ! ' and , without awaiting the reply , she opened the adjoining door .