five minutes past four
_ What _ did you always did ? '' gasped Mr. Twist , hardly able to believe it , and yet -- and yet -- there on her little face , on her little transfigured face , shone the same look . `` Oh -- _ love _ you , '' sighed Anna-Rose , nestling as close as she could get . * * * * * It was Mr. Twist himself who got on a ladder at five minutes past four that afternoon and pasted a strip of white paper obliquely across the sign of The Open Arms with the word . on it in big letters . Li Koo held the foot of the ladder . Mr. Twist had only remembered the imminence of four o'clock and the German inrush a few minutes before the hour , because of his being so happy ; and when he did he flew to charcoal and paper .