one o'clock
And somehow Julia Cloud felt as if she was entering into a new world . Allison seemed to know by intuition just where to find the right kind of tea-room . He ushered them into the place , and found a table in a secluded nook , with a fountain playing nearby over ferns , and ivy climbing over a mimic pergola . There were not many people eating , for it was past one o'clock . There were little round tables with high-backed chairs that seemed to shut them off in a corner by themselves . `` This is nice ! '' he sighed .