ten o’clock
One of them , drifting nearer , took the shape of her maid , followed by luggage-laden stewards , and signing to her that it was time to go below . As they descended to the main deck , the throng swept her against Mrs. Lorin Boulger 's shoulder , and she heard the ambassadress call out to some one , over the vexed sea of hats : `` So sorry ! I should have been delighted , but I 've promised to spend Sunday with some friends at Lenox . '' Susy Suffern 's explanation did not end till after ten o'clock , and she had just gone when Franklin Ide , who , complying with an old New York tradition , had caused himself to be preceded by a long white box of roses , was shown into Mrs. Lidcote 's sitting-room . He came forward with his shy half-humorous smile and , taking her hand , looked at her for a moment without speaking . `` It 's all right , '' he then pronounced . Mrs. Lidcote returned his smile .