seven o'clock
Only , mind ye , the lunch is ready , and your fish is getting cold . '' John Storm opened his letters in his room . One of them was from his uncle , the Prime Minister : `` I rejoice to hear of your most sensible resolution . Come and dine with me at Downing Street this day week at seven o'clock . I have much to say and much to ask , and I expect to be quite alone . '' Another was from his father : `` I am not surprised at your intelligence , but if anything could exceed the folly of going into a monastery it is the imbecility of coming out of it . The former appears to be a subject of common talk in this island already , and no doubt the latter will soon be so . ''