about one o'clock
`` Lazy girl , '' she muttered in a half yawn , throwing the note into my lap . `` Rouse yourself , and read this . An answer is wanted . '' It was from Alice Merivale , to my surprise , and appeared to have been scratched off in a hurry : `` If you have nothing on hand for the afternoon , dear Amey , I wish you would come over at about one o'clock and take luncheon with me . It is so stupid . A. M. '' I folded it up and smiled , as I went in search of my writing materials . In half an hour after I was waiting to be admitted into their house .