six o’clock
Dear me ! excuse me ! What am I thinking of ? I 'm engaged to drive little Daisy Clover on the beach at six o'clock . She is one of those who garnish their conversation with French scraps . Really you must pardon me , if she is a friend of yours ; but that dry gentlemanly fellow , D'Orsay Firkin , says that Miss Clover 's conversation is a dish of _ téte de veau farci _ . Are n't you coming to the beach ?