four o'clock
To the Japanese garden they went , for a most unsatisfactory tea . Miss Fox , it appeared , had been to Japan , -- `` with Dolly Ripley , Peter , '' said she , carelessly mentioning the greatest of California 's heiresses , and she delighted the little bowing , smiling tea-woman with a few words in her native tongue . Susan admired this accomplishment , with the others , as she drank the tasteless fluid from tiny bowls . Only four o'clock ! What an endless afternoon it had been ! Peter took her home , and they chatted on the steps gaily enough , in the winter twilight . But Susan cried herself to sleep that night .