seven o'clock
The June Holiday Home was one of those sumptuous stations where indigent gentlewomen assemble to await the coming of the last train . Breakfast was always served precisely at seven o'clock , and certain dishes appeared as regularly as the days . This was waffle morning on the Home calendar ; outside it was known as Thursday . The eyes of the `` new lady '' wandered beyond the dining-room and followed a young girl , all in pink . `` Who is that coming up the walk ? ''