About four o’clock
I was about to climb down from my rock when two young men passed by , the first strollers I had noticed since the blue man 's exit . They rapped stones out of the way with their canes , and pushed the caps back from their youthful faces , talking rapidly in excitement . `` When did it happen ? '' `` About four o'clock . You were off at the golf links . '' `` Was she killed instantly ? '' `` I think so .