five o'clock
The telephone interrupted Carlisle twice , but she toasted her arched and silken little insteps well , read three stories , and thought that one of them was quite sweet . Where she got her hands and feet she often wondered . They were so clearly neither Heth nor Thompson . By this time her unwearied mother had gone out to `` get in '' three or four calls ; also an important Charities engagement at Mrs. Byrd 's , where Carlisle was to call for her in the car at five o'clock _ sharp _ , for their visit to the Bellingham . Carlisle now became conscious of a void , and ate five chocolates from a large adjacent box of them , the gift of J. Forsythe Avery . Then she yawned delicately , and picked up `` Sonnets from the Portuguese '' -LRB- by Mrs. Browning -RRB- ; for she , it must be remembered , had a well-rounded ideal , and believed that it was your duty to cultivate your mind . Life is n't all parties and beaux , as she sometimes remarked to Mattie Allen ... .