two o'clock before
Upon the strength of this thought I returned to my own hotel , rearing a blissful edifice of immediate happiness . I sat in the lobby in a position of reading , a newspaper before my face ; but I did not read . I was listening for the boy who would page me to the telephone . Many names were called in the lobby , but it was two o'clock before I started at the sound of my own . Fulton was at the other end of the telephone , not Lucy . He sounded very much upset and depressed : `` Lucy would like to see you right away , if you can come round . '' `` Of course . ''