midnight
It was the second box she had received that day . The first bore the conspicuous label , `` Wear-Well Shoes , '' and contained a bunch of wild evening primroses wrapped in wet moss . With this more sophisticated floral offering was a sealed note which she opened eagerly : _ Mademoiselle Beaux Yeux _ -- -LSB- she read -RSB- : Save all the dances after the intermission for me . I will reach L. at nine-thirty , get out to the club for a couple of hours with you , and catch the midnight express back to Chicago . Pin my blossoms close to your heart , and bid it heed what they whisper . H. P. Eleanor read the note twice , conscious of the fact that a dozen envious eyes were watching her . She considered this quite the most romantic thing that had happened to her .