five o'clock
Think of your throne . Think -- '' `` We have thought of everything , '' interrupted Barney . `` A throne means less to us than you may imagine , count ; but the honor of Lutha means a great deal . '' At five o'clock that afternoon the sidewalks bordering Margaretha Street were crowded with promenaders . The little tables before the cafes were filled . Nearly everyone spoke of the great war and of the peril which menaced Lutha . Upon many a lip was open disgust at the supine attitude of Leopold of Lutha in the face of an Austrian invasion of his country .