seven
o'clock
Then this faded , and he had only the longing to see her , to realise in her presence and with her help the fact that she was his . An unspeakable pride filled him , and a joy in her love . He tried to see some outward vision of his bliss in the glass ; but , like the mirror which had refused to interpret his tragedy in the Portland restaurant , it gave back no image of his transport : his face looked as it always did , and he and the refection laughed at each other : He asked himself how soon he could go and see her . It was now seven o'clock : eight would be too early , of course -- it would be ridiculous ; and nine -- he wondered if he might go to see her at nine . Would they have done breakfast ? Had he any right to call before ten ? He was miserable at the thought of waiting till ten : it would be three hours .