two o'clock
Then he gave her a cold business-like kiss that left her sadder than before . The fact was , he had thought she was going to faint . But Mrs. Nevill Tyson was not of the fainting kind ; she was only tired , tired and sick . It was arranged that Tyson was to leave by the two o'clock train the next day . He was packing up his things about noon , when Molly staggered into his dressing-room with her teeth chattering . Clinging to the rail of the bedstead for support , she gazed at the preparations for his departure . `` I wish you would n't go away , Nevill , '' she said .