six o'clock
The morning after that night of howling winds was dull and blustery , with frequent gusts of rain . ` How lucky we did n't go in for a picnic ! ' said Horatio , as the slanting drops lashed the windows at breakfast time . ` It may rain and blow as hard as it likes between now and six o'clock , for all we need care . A wet day will give us time to get up our charades , and for Blanche to thump at her waltzes . Be sure you give us the Blue Danube . ' ` The Blue Danube is out , ' said Blanche , tossing up her pointed chin .