eight o'clock
She rose laughing and brushed the last trace of tears from her eyes . `` Let 's eat dinner now -- I 'm hungry . '' `` By George , I 'd forgot all about the feed ! '' By eight o'clock the storm had abated ; the rain suddenly stopped , and the moon peeped through the clouds . He drove the big racer back at a steady , even stride on her lowest notch of speed -- half the time with only his right hand on the wheel and his left gripping hers . As the lights of Manhattan flashed from the hills beyond the Queensborough Bridge , he leaned close and whispered : `` Happy ? '' `` Perfectly . ''