eight o'clock
Violet looked at her doubtfully , yet as if she wished to be reassured . `` Yes , of course , dear . Now really you must let me go and dress . It 's eight o'clock , and I sha n't be ready for breakfast . '' Violet came slowly away from the door . She did not look wholly satisfied , but she said no more ; and Olga hastened back to her room with deadly misgiving at her heart . She felt as if there were tragedy in the very air .