five o’clock
It frightened Ethel a little at first , but , before the end of the journey , she had already begun to feel towards him like an old friend -- one of those inheritances who are so much valued and loved , like a sort of uncles-in-friendship . She had an especial grateful honour for the delicate tact which asked no questions , as she saw his eye often falling anxiously on her father 's left hand , where the wedding ring shone upon the little finger . There was talk enough upon his travels , on public changes , and on old friends ; but , after those first few words , home had never been mentioned . When , at five o'clock , the engine blew its whistle , at the old familiar station , Dr. May had scarcely put his head out before Adams hastened up to him with a note . `` All well at home ? '' `` Yes , sir , Miss Margaret sent up the gig . '' `` I must go at once , '' said Dr May hastily -- `` the Larkins ' child is worse .