one o'clock
She found her in a pavilion that flanked a corner of the veranda , and with her some other young people , all of whom were busily engaged with the new fad of basket making . They were just on the point of having light refreshments and heartily welcomed her to their circle , where the time slipped unheeded by until a clock , somewhere , striking the half hour after twelve , warned her that lunch at home would soon be served , and Sadie , even now , must be wondering what had become of her . But when she reached home the girl was nowhere to be found . It was after one o'clock and lunch waiting when she finally came slowly up the hill , which sloped to the beach behind the house , and Katherine was sure , from her flushed cheeks and reddened lids , that she had been crying . There was no opportunity for any confidential conversation during the meal , for the waitress was in the room , and , after making a very light repast , Sadie observed she `` reckoned she 'd go take a nap , '' and abruptly leaving the table , disappeared . Katharine was deeply thoughtful while finishing her lunch . `` He has been here , '' she said to herself as she folded and slipped her napkin into its ring ; then , with a resolute uplifting of her head , she followed Sadie upstairs and tapped upon her door .