four o'clock
She drew forward an armchair , poked the fire into a blaze , and laid Mr Farrell 's hat and stick on the table , while he lay wearily against the cushions . He looked woefully exhausted , and Mollie 's kind heart had a happy inspiration . `` I sha n't tell anyone that you are here until you have had a rest , '' she said assuringly . `` This is the pater 's den , and his private property after four o'clock , so you will be quite undisturbed . Just tell me what will refresh you most -- tea , coffee , wine ? I can bring what you like quite quietly . '' `` Tea , please -- tea , and ten minutes ' rest .