nine o'clock
She saw that some were pretty , and some only trying to be , that nearly all were powdered and had their eyes darkened and their lips reddened , till she felt her own face to be dreadfully ungarnished : Up in a gallery a small band was playing an attractive jingling hollow little tune ; and the buzz of talk and laughter was almost deafening . `` What will you have , mademoiselle ? '' said the painter . `` It is just nine o'clock ; we must order quickly . '' `` May I have one of those green things ? '' `` Deux cremes de menthe , '' said Lavendie to the waiter . Noel was too absorbed to see the queer , bitter little smile hovering about his face .