eight o'clock
Have you come to talk to me for a little ? '' `` I am going away , '' the girl answered hurriedly . `` Will your husband come in to fetch my luggage soon ? At eight o'clock ? '' Gigia laid a skinny hand on Olive 's arm , and her sharp old eyes blinked anxiously as she said , `` Where are you going , _ nina mia _ ? '' `` I do n't know . '' `` Not to the Prince ? ''