nearly five o'clock
As she lay still , a thought had taken possession of her -- at first rejected again and again , but always returning , and with more tempting persistency . She could not begin another night without having spoken to some one . She seemed to have been foresaken for days ; there was no knowing how long she might live here in solitude . When it was nearly five o'clock , she went to her bedroom and prepared for going out . When ready , she met the servant who was bringing up tea . `` I shall not want it , '' she said . `` And probably I shall not dine at home .