about four o'clock in the afternoon
What could have been more like heaven ? The tone on the _ St. Luke _ that day was very like what the tone in the kingdom of heaven must be in its simple politeness . `` And so you see , '' said Anna-Rose , who was fond of philosophizing in season and out of season , and particularly out of season , `` how good comes out of evil . '' She made this observation about four o'clock in the afternoon to Anna-Felicitas in an interval of absence on the part of Mr. Twist -- such , the amiable stranger had told them , was his name -- who had gone to see about tea being brought up to them ; and Anna-Felicitas , able by now to sit up and take notice , the hours of fresh air having done their work , smiled the ready , watery , foolishly happy smile of the convalescent . It was so nice not to feel ill ; it was so nice not to have to be saved . If she had been able to talk much , she would have philosophized too , about the number and size of one 's negative blessings -- all the things one has n't got , all the very horrid things ; why , there 's no end to them once you begin to count up , she thought , waterily happy , and yet people grumble . Anna-Felicitas was in that cleaned-out , beatific , convalescent mood in which one is sure one will never grumble again .