about seven in the evening
On earth she would never again see the face which had been so beloved . Could she let Elspie go without one look , only one ? She determined to enter the awful room now , and alone . It was about seven in the evening , still daylight , though in the darkened house dimmer than without . Olive drew the blind aside , took one long gaze into the cheerful sunset landscape to strengthen and calm her mind , and then walked with a firm step to the chamber-door . It was not locked this time , but closed ajar . The child looked in a little way only .