two o'clock
`` I know the value of money , '' said Gwynne , dryly . `` I have no intention of buying men after the fashion of your friend Tom Colton , but it is a mighty good background for personality . Now you had better go in and get some beauty sleep . '' Miss Montgomery called as Isabel and Gwynne were sitting down to luncheon at two o'clock . She was not in the best of tempers , for she had renewed her youth briefly the night before , her old admirers had shown her much gallant attention , and if she had gone home with a song in her heart and a flame in her eyes , she had been but the more conscious of the wooden spoon upon awakening . She had risen with no very keen regret for her vanished claims upon men long since married and consoled , for she had never been what is called a marrying girl , but with her mind inclined to gloomy meditation upon lost opportunities far more dear . She had never ceased to believe that , the fates conspiring , she might have become one of the great musicians of the world ; for although she was willing to admit the defect of will that had reduced her to the ranks , she had not grasped the historic fact that the born artist accomplishes his fulfilment in spite of all obstacles , imagined or real .