six
o'clock
The decorated dining room had been shut up . The household had returned to its usual sober aspect , and the plain family dinner was laid in the little breakfast parlor . But the house was very sad and silent and lonely because its queen was gone . At the usual dinner-hour , six o'clock , the family assembled at the table . `` Where is Ishmael , uncle ? '' inquired Beatrice . `` I do not know , my dear , '' replied the judge , whose heart was sore with the wrench that had torn his daughter from him .