two o'clock
Now and then she muttered like one talking to herself , but she never faltered on her way . She seemed to know no weariness . Firmly and resolutely she went her way , her mind evidently set upon some grim purpose . It was two o'clock when she left Five Lanes , and considerably past three when she saw a dark object in the road in front of her . `` It must be he , '' she said to herself , and her lips quivered and her eyes shone with a new light . As they drew nearer she quickened her footsteps . `` My boy ! ''