2 o'clock
The day following their arrival at home Violet came in from a round of calls that she had been making , and , feeling too weary to go up to her room just then , she threw herself into a comfortable chair in the library , and took up a paper that lay on the table . Almost the first words that caught her eye , and sent a thrill of horror through her , were these : `` DIED -- On the 12th instant , at her home , No . -- Hughes street , Mary Ida Richardson , aged 48 years and 9 months . Funeral from her late residence , the 14th , at 2 o'clock P. M. '' A cry of pain broke from Violet as she read this . Her dear , kind friend dead ! Gone away out of the world into eternity , and she would never see her again ! It did not seem possible ; she could not believe it .