about noon
He was an honored guest at all the weddings , christenings , and funerals -- yes , funerals -- for every one knew he had done his best , and there was no gainsaying the ways of Providence . Ah , well , Doctor Wainwright is gone , and I am an elderly woman with an increasing tendency to live in the past . The contrast between my old doctor at home and the Casanova doctor , Frank Walker , always rouses me to wrath and digression . Some time about noon of that day , Wednesday , Mrs. Ogden Fitzhugh telephoned me . I have the barest acquaintance with her -- she managed to be put on the governing board of the Old Ladies ' Home and ruins their digestions by sending them ice-cream and cake on every holiday . Beyond that , and her reputation at bridge , which is insufferably bad -- she is the worst player at the bridge club -- I know little of her . It was she who had taken charge of Arnold Armstrong 's funeral , however , and I went at once to the telephone .