seven o'clock
She stood on tiptoe and kissed my lips for answer , then sank into a chair , covering her face with her hands to hide the sudden tears . I went to the window and waited till she was calm . I longed to comfort her by telling of the faint prospect of good fortune that lay in Le Grand 's letter , but I hesitated raising a hope which might never be realized . At the end of five minutes I went to her and said : `` Let me ask the duchess to excuse you for to-night , and in the morning I 'll meet you on Bowling Green stairs , at , say , seven o'clock . '' `` I 'll be there , '' she answered , smiling through her tears . The next morning we took boat , and the tide running out , made good speed to the Bridge , hastened to the Old Swan , and found George in his printing shop awaiting us . I remained in the old tapestried room , leaving Frances and George to say their farewells .