The hour of one
`` That is my name , '' responded one of the men , stepping forward . `` I am Miss Fern . '' Mr. Gouger did not seem very glad to hear it . The hour of one had just struck , and he was about to go to his lunch . He recognized the girl 's name , as that of the author of the MSS . he had criticized so severely to his friend , Weil , who was , by-the-way , the third person in the room at this moment . Had she sent up her card , as is usual with women , he would have avoided seeing her at any hazard .