nine o'clock
A titillating sensation suffused his being . In fancy he saw the little dining-room , which adjoined her boudoir ; he saw her at the piano , her white fingers tripping , as in the old days , over the keyboard ; he heard her singing one of her gay and reckless songs ; he saw her dainty feet tripping through the dance he so much admired . `` You are coming , Dick , '' she said , confidently , withdrawing her hand and raising her sunshade . `` I shall expect you by nine o'clock , sharp . I wo n't listen to a refusal or excuse . I shall have no other engagement . '' He hesitated , but she laughed in his face , her red lips parted in an entrancing smile .