three o'clock
Each man has discovered that which is repugnant to him in the other -- that which has remained hidden through years of friendship . The door of the office is unceremoniously opened , and a girlish voice says : `` Ah , father -- I thought you must be keeping Mr. Trueman . Do n't you remember you promised me at breakfast you would not ? Our ride was fixed for three o'clock . It is now nearly four . Why , you both look positively serious ! '' Ethel Purdy , gowned in a black riding habit which displays a dainty , enamelled bootleg , and wearing a gray felt hat of the rough rider type , gracefully poised on one side of her head , smiles incredulously as she stands , one hand on the knob , looking in through the door at the two men .