six o'clock
I have enough for two . '' `` I shall be delighted , '' he said courteously . `` Let me help you to unpack . '' Priscilla could never recall afterwards how they spent the golden hours till six o'clock . She was as one in a dream , to which she clung closely , passionately , fearing to awake . For in her dream she was standing on the threshold of her paradise , waiting for the opening of the gates . Raffold Abbey was huge and rambling , girt with many memories .