About six o'clock
`` I 'm feeling pretty seedy myself . Here , will you come with me and have a glass of wine ? '' `` No , thank you , my lord , '' replied Celia ; and , all her dislike of him active again , she left him . About six o'clock the watchers by the sick bed noticed a change in the Marquess . His eyelids flickered a moment , his lips moved . Celia , who was standing nearest to him , bent over him and made a sign to Mrs. Dexter and the doctor , and they hastened forward noiselessly . For some time , the stricken man struggled for speech ; then one word passed his lips , almost inaudibly , `` Percy ! ''