eight o'clock
And her breath seemed to catch . `` Girls like kissing , '' said Tinker in a tone of a dispassionate observer . Then he seemed to thrust the matter away from him with some eagerness : and , slipping her arm through his , he said , `` Come on , let 's walk up and down . '' They walked up and down , chattering away , till eight o'clock . Then he said , `` My father will be expecting me ; he dines at eight . Wo n't you come too ? '' `` No , no , thank you .