eight o'clock
She returned the look for a moment , then turned away with a sore and angry heart . Fortunately , at this moment came out two classmates of her own whom she knew slightly , -- mild , pleasant girls , with no special traits of interest , but still friendly and approachable . They were going to play tennis , and invited Peggy to join them ; so she had a good half-hour of exercise and pleasure , and came in with rosy cheeks , and with the cobwebs all blown away for the time . At eight o'clock Peggy was standing before her glass , putting a last touch to her hair , and surveying her image with some anxiety . Did she `` look nice ? '' Peggy had as little personal vanity as a girl could well have ; but she had learned from her cousin Margaret that it was part of her duty to look as well as she could . Her cousin Rita would have had her go further than this .