nine o'clock
`` Your eyes just flashed when you said it . I believe if you once made up your mind to do a thing , you would do it , no matter how hard it was , would n't you ? '' `` Well , I 'd -- I 'd make things hum , I guess , '' he admitted . The next day was Easter Sunday , and Page came down to nine o'clock breakfast a little late , to find Jadwin already finished and deep in the pages of the morning paper . Laura , still at table , was pouring her last cup of coffee . They were in the breakfast-room , a small , charming apartment , light and airy , and with many windows , one end opening upon the house conservatory . Jadwin was in his frock coat , which later he would wear to church .