three o'clock
The lieutenant smiled , a smile that lifted his ferocious , upturned moustache : first sign that he was yielding . He looked at the sergeant and the corporal , and they nodded . John had his foot on the clutch . `` We 're due , '' he said , `` at the dressing station by three o'clock . '' She thought : He 's magnificent . She could see that the lieutenant and the soldiers thought he was magnificent . Supposing she had gone out with some meek fool who would have gone back when they told him !