twelve o'clock
It was all they could do to keep their laughter within the limits of courtesy . Lilienfeld roared and called for the porter , and thundered unmercifully at a charwoman happening to stray on the empty stage . `` Where 's the carpet , where are the musicians , where is that good-for-nothing of a fellow who attends to the reflector ? I expressly ordered him to be here at twelve o'clock . Miss Hahlström is standing back there and ca n't get into her dressing-room . '' A voice from the parquet -- it came from the young man that had guided the artists to their seats -- several times attempted a timid `` Mr. Lilienfeld , Mr. Lilienfeld . '' Finally Lilienfeld caught the sound and , holding his hand to his ear , stepped to the edge of the stage .