seven o'clock
She could not go to that table where he sat without seeming more than ever the school mistress in pursuit of a truant , but perhaps he would come to her if she put her request right . They had danced together quite a lot in the old days . She danced so well that not even her status of elder sister had prevented his enjoying the exercise of their combined accomplishment . A horrible misgiving had attacked her when she had scribbled the note and closed her eyes , that the cocktails and the champagne she herself had consumed since seven o'clock might have clouded her judgment -- if , indeed , they were not responsible for the whole nightmare . Would she be equal to following out the line she had set for herself ? But no trace of that misgiving was apparent to her when Rush , after a wait of only two or three minutes , appeared at her table . She greeted him with a smile and a Hello , nodded a fleeting farewell to Baldwin and slipped comfortably into her brother 's arms out on the floor .