three o'clock
I love you ! ' He could hear her voice now , that never-to-be-forgotten voice ! Stephen knocked at the door . ` May I remind the Signor Conte that it is three o'clock ? ' Andrea rose and passed into the octagonal room to dress . The sun shone through the lace window screens and sparkled on the Hispano-Mauresque tiles , the innumerable toilet articles of crystal and silver , the bas-reliefs on the antique sarcophagus ; its dancing reflections imparting a delightful sense of movement to the air . He felt in the best of spirits , completely cured , full of the joy and the vivacity of life .