four past four
What a hot haste was here ! She too much blued her eyes , and bruised the skin in wiping , intense the contest between poudre blanche and poudre Rachel , violette and germandrée , she manoeuvring among mirrors to catch each angle of view , but with a blind impatience ; and , if she wanted something , she tripped running , breathless : such a disease of flurry , an eruption and conflagration of haste -- for nothing ; yet , all the while , with a miserable sub-feeling of the penal creeping of time . At four Hogarth in the Throne-room alone was now afraid that he would not be able to utter a syllable , and wished that she would not come ; then , in a minute , began to fear that she would not , and wondered whether he was not a deluded fool ever to have dreamed it , he walking quick , or anon listening like a thief in that half-dark : for few lights were shining , the hall like the after-flush of sunset just before the dark . At four past four he was aware of a rustling train 's rush down the steps , and now was like a man with his neck on the block , awaiting the axe . A moment afterwards she was before him , and two moments afterwards he was collected and hot , and a man again . `` _ Dear _ '' , he whispered at her ear , leading her by the hand to an ottoman in a near alcove . She , in self-defence , was repellent , breathlessly saying with galloping haste : `` No -- I will not sit : you sit , and I will stand here : do as I say , Hogarth -- or I repent and go : I know you , and you know me -- or you should .