six o'clock in the evening
` These little outside things always come a victory over you , ' he laughed . ` Do they ? ' she replied , smiling , bending her head against the wind . It was six o'clock in the evening . The sky was quite overcast , after a dim , warm day . The tramcar was leaping along southwards . Out of the corners of his eyes Byrne watched the crisp morsels of hair shaken on her neck by the wind .