seven o'clock
Then the anger against myself turned blindly upon George , and I demanded passionately if he would stand forever in my life as the embodiment of instincts and perceptions that the generations had bred ? Would I fail forever in little things because I had been cursed at birth by an inability to see any except big ones ? And where I failed would George be always ready to fill the unspoken need and to bestow the unasked-for sympathy ? On a November evening , when we had been married several years , I came home after seven o'clock , and found Sally standing before the bureau while she fastened a bunch of violets to the bosom of her gown . `` I 'm sorry I could n't get up earlier , but there 's a good deal of excitement over a failure in Wall Street , '' I said . `` Are you going out ? '' Her hands fell from her bosom , and as she turned toward me , I saw that she was dressed as though for a ball .