four o’clock
When the faithful creature tried to remonstrate , Ursula waved her hand and answered in one harsh word , `` Hush ! '' said despotically , in strange contrast to her usual gentle manner . La Bougival , watching her mistress through the glass door , saw her alternately red with a consuming fever , and blue as if a shudder of cold had succeeded that unnatural heat . This condition grew worse and worse up to four o'clock ; then she rose to see if Savinien were coming , but he did not come . Jealousy and distrust tear all reserves from love . Ursula , who till then had never made one gesture by which her love could be guessed , now took her hat and shawl and rushed into the passage as if to go and meet him . But an afterthought of modesty sent her back to her little salon , where she stayed and wept .