nine o'clock
When she opened them again the sun was shining . She started up nervously , still under the influence of a vivid dream -- strange ... . Then as she blinked and rubbed her eyes she saw her mother standing by the bed , with a pale , composed face . `` It 's nine o'clock , Sylvia , '' she said , `` and Mr. Fiske is downstairs , asking to see you . He tells me that you and he are engaged to be married . '' Sylvia was instantly wide awake . `` Oh no !