nine o'clock
Sunday morning
Since that hour he had lived only to kill time ; the deadliest fate to which a human being can be condemned . Until Polly entered his lonely world it would have been hard to picture a duller life than he led , but her sunshiny soul seemed to have reflected some of its light upon him , and he was happier than he had been in years . It is safe to say that the description of Peggy , her home , her horses and all pertaining to her , lost nothing in Polly 's telling and it was agreed that she should become a special course co-ed upon the following Monday . And out at Severndale an equally eager , enthusiastic little body was awaiting the ringing of the telephone bell , and when at nine o'clock Sunday morning its cheerful jingling summoned Peggy from her breakfast table , she was as happy as she well could be and promised faithfully to be at Wilmot at nine o'clock the following morning . And so began a friendship destined to last as long as the girls lived , and the glorious autumn days were filled with delights for them both . To Peggy it was a wonderful world . The Tuesday following Polly went to Severndale and her first riding lesson began , with more or less quaking upon her part , it must be confessed .