three o'clock
Her idea of work had been so entirely different . All during the long afternoon she thought of the city outside and its imposing show , crowds , and fine buildings . Columbia City and the better side of her home life came back . By three o'clock she was sure it must be six , and by four it seemed as if they had forgotten to note the hour and were letting all work overtime . The foreman became a true ogre , prowling constantly about , keeping her tied down to her miserable task . What she heard of the conversation about her only made her feel sure that she did not want to make friends with any of these . When six o'clock came she hurried eagerly away , her arms aching and her limbs stiff from sitting in one position .