four in the afternoon
You look awful nice in red . '' At her window Maida sat through the long morning and past the time of the dinner at the store . In her mind she could hear the girls shrieking over a pull-bone , could hear old Bachman 's roar over his own deeply-concealed jokes , could see the diamonds of fat Mrs. Bachman , who came to the store only on Thanksgiving days , could see Mr. Ramsay moving about , alert , kindly , looking to the comfort of all . At four in the afternoon , with an expressionless face and a lifeless air she slowly made her way to Schlegel 's shop and told him she could not pay the $ 4 due on the dress . `` Gott ! '' cried Schlegel , angrily . `` For what do you look so glum ?