half
past nine
Mrs. Ess Kay thought we ought to get off at once , as it would be cooler ; but for some reason Sally did not like that idea . Meanwhile , she ran out herself on an errand , but did not offer to take me . Even people who have absolutely nothing to do except to amuse themselves appear to like waking up and having breakfast much earlier than we do . This morning , as usual , we had finished breakfast by half past nine , and by a quarter past ten Sally had come back to fetch Vivace and me for our walk . I had n't yet been shown Central Park . Mrs. Ess Kay said it was horrid out of season ; but Sally did n't agree with her ; and I thought it lovely , more like the Bois de Boulogne than our Park , and yet with an extraordinary individuality of its own . There were only a few people of our sort , riding or driving , but lots of children were playing about , and it was wonderful that the trees and grass and flowers could have kept so fresh through such tremendous heat .