Eight o'clock
And to get the drawing of those subtle outlines the ineffable refinement of all her features . Larry put his head on one side , and screwed up his eyes -LRB- remembering faithfully the injunctions of `` dear old Chose , '' _ en clignant bien les yeux _ -RRB- and said to himself that she would put dear old Chose himself to his trumps , and then maybe he would n't get her right ! Aloud he said , peremptorily and professionally : `` Christian , I 'm going to paint you ! Eight o'clock at the studio to-morrow morning , _ Ma ` mselle , s ` il vous plaît _ ! '' Christian 's response was closured by a wild outcry from the wood , hounds and horn lifting up their voices together in sudden delirium . Old horses pricked their ears , and young ones , and notably , Nancy , began to fret and to fidget . Some one said , unnecessarily : `` That 's him ! ''