five in the afternoon
`` No , you wo n't , '' said his sister flatly . `` I 'm going to apologise to her for something I said to Brandon Booth . You need n't tag along , Les . '' At half-past five in the afternoon , the Wrandall limousine stopped in front of the tall apartment building near the Park , a footman jerked open the door , and Miss Wrandall stepped out . At the same moment a telegraph messenger boy paused on the sidewalk to compute the artistic but puzzling numerals on the imposing grilled doors of the building . Miss Wrandall had herself announced by the obsequious doorman , and stood by in patience to wait for the absurd rule of the house to be carried out : `` No one could get in without being announced from below , '' said the doorman . `` I c 'n get in all right , all right , '' said the messenger boy , `` I got a tellygram for de loidy . ''