one o’clock
Sidonie had brought her luncheon in a little basket , like a school-girl ; with a heavy heart she sat at a corner of the table and ate alone for the first time in her life . Great God ! what a sad and wretched thing life seemed to be ; what a terrible revenge she would take hereafter for her sufferings there ! At one o'clock the girls trooped noisily back , highly excited . `` Did you see the white satin gown ? And the veil of point d'Angleterre ? There 's a lucky girl ! ''