three o'clock
The matter was of the greatest moment to Lord Fawn , and Lady Glencora was , perhaps , justified , on his behalf , in demanding a preference for her affairs over the messages which were continually passing between Matching and the Treasury respecting those two ill-conditioned farthings . `` Duke , '' she said , entering rather abruptly the small , warm , luxurious room in which her husband 's uncle was passing his morning , `` duke , they say now that after all the diamonds were not in the box when it was taken out of the room at Carlisle . '' The duke was reclining in an easy-chair , with his head leaning forward on his breast , and Madame Goesler was reading to him . It was now three o'clock , and the old man had been brought down to this room after his breakfast . Madame Goesler was reading the last famous new novel , and the duke was dozing . That , probably , was the fault neither of the reader nor of the novelist , as the duke was wont to doze in these days . But Lady Glencora 's tidings awakened him completely .