about nine o'clock
I had a vision of Lady Queenborough approaching from the house with face aghast . The set went on ; and , owing entirely to Newhaven 's absurd chivalry in sending all the balls to Jack Ives instead of following the well-known maxim to `` pound away at the lady , '' they beat us . Jack wiped his brow , strolled up to the tea table with Trix , and remarked in exultant tones : `` We make a perfect couple , Miss Queenborough ; we ought never to be separated . '' Dora did not ask the curate to dinner that night , but he dropped in about nine o'clock to ask her opinion as to the hymns on Sunday ; and finding Miss Trix and Newhaven in the small drawing room , he sat down and talked to them . This was too much for Trix ; she had treated him very kindly and had allowed him to amuse her ; but it was impossible to put up with presumption of that kind . Difficult as it was to discourage Mr. Ives , she did it , and he went away with a disconsolate , puzzled expression . At the last moment , however , Trix so far relented as to express a hope that he was coming to tennis to-morrow , at which he brightened up a little .