three o'clock in the
afternoon
Health , money , hills , her God ? -RRB- Yes , sitting on the very edge of the chair looking over the roofs of Eastbourne , Minnie Marsh prays to God . That 's all very well ; and she may rub the pane too , as though to see God better ; but what God does she see ? Who 's the God of Minnie Marsh , the God of the back streets of Eastbourne , the God of three o'clock in the afternoon ? I , too , see roofs , I see sky ; but , oh , dear -- this seeing of Gods ! More like President Kruger than Prince Albert -- that 's the best I can do for him ; and I see him on a chair , in a black frock-coat , not so very high up either ; I can manage a cloud or two for him to sit on ; and then his hand trailing in the cloud holds a rod , a truncheon is it ? -- black , thick , thorned -- a brutal old bully -- Minnie 's God !