noon
What was there to tell as yet ? She could not bring herself to put into words the memory of that brief interview , in which so much had been said in so few simple phrases . And if Father Davy read -- as it would have been strange if he had not -- the signs of his daughter 's singing lightness of heart , he made no sign himself ; he only waited , praying . Georgiana received her first telegram at noon . She had flown for two wonderful hours about her kitchen , making ready , when the despatch was followed by another : Unavoidably detained . Will plan to get away Thursday . This was Tuesday .