four o'clock
My lost darling , so unexpectedly found . '' And they walked away together down the gallery talking till their voices and their steps died away . The thick yellow daylight was almost extinct in the gallery by this time , and it was nearly dark behind the screen . It was night at four o'clock in those days , and it was not till the dressing-bell for dinner rang at near seven that I went , feeling my way along the gallery , back to my own chamber . I do not know what I had been doing in the meantime . A chorus of soft voices warbled in conversation on the stairs as a band of graceful ladies tripped up to their several apartments . Miss Leonard came to me in my rich , hot , heavy room and helped me to dress .