11:30
After all , this woman who was coming was my husband 's mother , an old woman , frail , almost an invalid . I made up my mind to put away from me all the disagreeable features of her advent into my home , and to busy myself with plans for her comfort and happiness . I hurried through my breakfast , for I wanted plenty of time for the last preparations before Dicky 's mother should arrive . Dicky had gone to his studio for a while and then would go over to the station in time to meet her train , which was due at 11:30 . As I started to my room I heard the peal of the doorbell . `` I will answer it , Katie , '' I called back , and went quickly to the entrance . A special delivery postman stood there holding out a letter to me .