about four o'clock
Rose had no such compunction . On the afternoon of the long rainy Saturday that was to have been filled with a picnic , Rose telephoned . She just wanted to see how every one was -- and say what a lovely time she 'd had ! Ida Parker had just telephoned , and Rose was going up there at about four o'clock to stay for dinner , just informally , of course . She would go back to Berkeley to-morrow night , but she hoped to see the girls in the meantime . Silently , heavily , Martie went on wiping the `` company '' dishes , carrying them into the pantry shelves where they had been piled untouched for years , and where they would stand again unused for a long , long time . Sally was tired , and complained of a headache .