three o'clock in the afternoon
They live North , you South -- that 's all the difference . '' At every station the same scene was enacted . The crowd rushed around his car with the sudden sweep of a whirlwind , and left for their homes with grave , thoughtful faces . By three o'clock in the afternoon he was thoroughly exhausted by the strain . The eager crowds had sapped his last ounce of vitality . The conductor of the train looked at him with pity and whispered : `` I 'll save you at the next station . '' The leader smiled his gratitude for the sympathy but wondered how it could be done .