nine o'clock
That night David had a caller . All evening the bell had been ringing , and the little card tray on the hatrack was filled with visiting cards . There were gifts , too , flowers and jellies and some squab from Mrs. Sayre . Lucy had seen no one , excusing herself on the ground of fatigue , but the man who came at nine o'clock was not inclined to be turned away . `` You take this card up to Doctor Livingstone , anyhow , '' he said . `` I 'll wait . '' He wrote in pencil on the card , placing it against the door post to do so , and passed it to Minnie .