four o'clock
I shall give him a chance to propose to me first ; several chances , indeed ! '' she laughed . `` Then , if he does n't respond -- I shall do it myself . '' Miss Cavendish was standing behind the curtains in the window of her room , when Croyden and Macloud came up the walk , at four o'clock . She was waiting ! -- not another touch to be given to her attire . Her gown , of shimmering blue silk , clung to her figure with every movement , and fell to the floor in suggestively revealing folds .