six o'clock
The extent of her consideration was limited by the progressive creation of dresses for her children . As that went on , her thought dwelt with Miss Carson ; but penetrated no deeper . She might be human ; might have an individual life full of wants , yearnings , and tender sensibilities ; might be conscious of bodily or mental suffering -- but , if so , it was in a region so remote from that in which Mrs. Lowe dwelt , that no intelligence thereof reached her . At six o'clock , Mary put up her work , and , taking her bonnet and shawl , went down stairs , intending to return home . `` You 're not going ? '' said Mrs. Lowe , meeting her on the way . She spoke in some surprise .