eight o'clock
She seemed to see a self-willed girl breaking her own heart and another 's rather than acknowledge a silly error . She was wondering if that had really been Rebecca Wise . She felt again all the old bewitching heart-pangs , sweetened and mellowed by time , and she wondered if she were _ now _ really Rebecca Wise . At precisely eight o'clock that evening , a knock was again heard at the door of the Wise home , and Droop was admitted by the younger sister . She did not speak , and her face was invisible in the dark hall . The visitor turned to the right and entered the parlor , followed by his young hostess . Rebecca was sitting by the lamp , sewing .