four o'clock
Jack turned over in his own mind every possible cause of offence . He could n't perceive that it was he himself that was not wanted , and that she cared not a button for anything he had done or left undone . He talked on perseveringly with the others , glancing stealthily at Bluebell tatting , till Cecil got up to make tea , when he moved to a seat nearer . `` I was n't out of uniform till four o'clock , Miss Leigh , or I should have been at the Rink . '' `` So I suppose . You always go there , do n't you ? '' `` When I expect to meet any one , '' trying to throw a sentimental look in his generally laughing brown eyes .