Five o'clock
They crossed the bridge in silence . `` Well , ta-ta , '' she said . `` If you like it , it 's up to you . Five o'clock for mine , '' -- and walked away , up the canal , swinging her hips defiantly . And Janet , gazing after her , grew hot with indignation and apprehension . Her relations with Ditmar were suspected , after all , made the subject of the kind of comment indulged in , sotto voce , by Lottie Myers and her friends at the luncheon hour . She felt a mad , primitive desire to run after the girl , to spring upon and strangle her and compel her to speak what was in her mind and then retract it ; and the motor impulse , inhibited , caused a sensation of sickness , of unhappiness and degradation as she turned her steps slowly homeward .