eight o'clock
But do not be angry and proud , my dear . I wish only to help you . '' And Brigit , touched by her kindness as well as terrified by her own indiscretion , sat down by her . When Joyselle came in at eight o'clock he went straight to his room to dress . He was still very angry , but his anger was less poignant than his sense of helpless defeat . Brigit 's attitude was absolutely incomprehensible to him , and hurt him in an almost unbearable degree . That she should defy him , grow as angry as he himself , he had already learned was not impossible ; but the cruel hardness of her face as she had sent him away had shocked him more than anything in his whole experience .