two o'clock
Why , they scarcely spoke ! But of course my Arthur knew . There was no further time for parley , however , as several of the guests , upon gaming bent , invaded our retreat , and we returned to the ballroom . '' ` Old Lady Morley-Frere gave me a meaning look when we met at supper , but had only the opportunity to whisper in passing , `` At two o'clock ; the little door under the green lanthorn . '' I knew the place well , having often taken chair there when the crowd pressed in front . Two o'clock came , and we succeeded in leaving the palace quite unobserved , thanks to the private door . It was bitterly cold and snowing hard , and we had scarce left the court-yard when I fell to shivering , my teeth clicking like castanets .