five o'clock
When her father had drained his coffee they rose and passed into the great lounge , with its many little tables set beneath the palms , where a fine orchestra was playing Maillart 's tuneful `` Les Dragons de Villars . '' As they seated themselves many among that well-dressed , gay crowd of winter idlers turned to look at them . I , however , seldom went into the nightly concert ; therefore I strolled along the wide corridor to the hall-porter , and inquired the names of the fresh arrivals . `` Yes , monsieur , '' replied the big , dark-bearded German ; `` you mean , of course , numbers one hundred and seventeen and one hundred and forty-six -- English , father and daughter , arrived by the five o'clock boat from Riva with a great deal of baggage -- here are the names , '' and he showed me the slips signed by them on arrival . `` They are the only new-comers to-day . '' There I saw , written on one in a man 's bold hand , `` Richard Pennington , rentier , Salisbury , England , '' and on the other , `` Sylvia Pennington . '' `` I thought they were French , '' I remarked .