five
o'clock
There was a free and springing youth in all her movements that he could not but follow with eyes that noticed all such things as she passed through the old trees , and the fragments of Græco-Roman sculpture placed among them . * * * * * That afternoon Lucy Foster was sitting by herself in the garden of the villa . She had a volume of sermons by a famous Boston preacher in her hand , and was alternately reading -- and looking . Miss Manisty had told her that some visitors from Rome would probably arrive between four and five o'clock , and close to her indeed the little butler , running hither and thither with an anxiety , an effusion that no English servant would have deigned to show , was placing chairs and tea-tables and putting out tea-things . Presently indeed Alfredo approached the silent lady sitting under the trees , on tip-toe . Would the signorina be so very kind as to come and look at the tables ? The signora -- so all the household called Miss Manisty -- had given directions -- but he , Alfredo , was not sure -- and it would be so sad if when she came out she were not satisfied !