six o'clock
Her pretty middle-aged face wrinkled ; she began to cry bitterly . Julia put her in a deep chair , knelt before her , trying rather to calm than to comfort her , and after a while so far succeeded that she could take the poor shaken old lady upstairs . She did not glance again at Jim , although he opened the door for them , and tried his best to catch her eye . Between five and six o'clock he was summoned to the sickroom . They were all there : the girls on their knees , Richard kneeling by his father , his fingers on the failing pulse . Mrs. Toland was seated , Julia kneeling beside her , holding both her cold hands . A sound of subdued sobbing filled the air ; no sound came from the dying man except when a fluttering breath raised his chest .