four o’clock
You would say it was a passable copy of a pretty genre picture . The hostess 's attire , even , is too new ; she looks more as if she were making a call than as if she were at home . In Risler 's eyes everything is superb , beyond reproach ; he is preparing to say so as he enters the salon , but , in face of his wife 's wrathful glance , he checks himself in terror . `` You see , it 's four o'clock , '' she says , pointing to the clock with an angry gesture . `` No one will come . But I take it especially ill of Claire not to come up . She is at home -- I am sure of it -- I can hear her . ''