six o'clock
It wo n't take me ten minutes to get into my clothes , and I 'll be here waiting for you ! '' cried Arthur eagerly . And Peggy went flying two steps at a time upstairs to her own room . The gas was lit ; the can of hot water stood in the basin , the towel neatly folded over the top ; the hands of the little red clock pointed to six o'clock , and the faint chime met her ear as she entered . Peggy stood still in the doorway , an icy chill crept through her veins , her hands grasped the lintel , and her eyes grew wide and blank with horror . There , on the writing-table lay a brown paper parcel -- the precious parcel which contained the calendar which had been the object of such painful work and anxiety ! Arthur Saville waited in vain by the schoolroom fire , for his sister did not join him .