About six o'clock
The hours dragged on . All three felt moody and ill at ease . Daisy knew there was no chance that young Chandler would come in to-day . About six o'clock Mrs. Bunting went upstairs . She lit the gas in Mr. Sleuth 's sitting-room and looked about her with a fearful glance . Somehow everything seemed to speak to her of the lodger , there lay her Bible and his Concordance , side by side on the table , exactly as he had left them , when he had come downstairs and suggested that ill-starred expedition to his landlord 's daughter . She took a few steps forward , listening the while anxiously for the familiar sound of the click in the door which would tell her that the lodger had come back , and then she went over to the window and looked out .