five o’clock
In that sudden plunge from window to earth Marm Lisa seemed to die consciously . The grey world , the sad world , vanished , ` and the immortal light , all young and joyful , million-orbed , million-coloured , ' beamed on her darkness . She kept on falling , falling , falling , till she reached the abysmal depths of space -- then she knew no more : and Mary , though prone on the earth , kept falling , falling , falling with her into so deep a swoon that she woke only to find herself on a friendly bed , with Rhoda and Lisa herself , weeping over her . * * * * * At five o'clock , Mrs. Grubb , forcibly torn from a meeting and acquainted with the afternoon 's proceedings , hurried into a lower room in the tenement house , where Mary , Rhoda , and the three children were gathered for a time . There were still a hundred people in the street , but they showed their respect by keeping four or five feet away from the windows . The twins sat on a sofa , more quiet than anything save death itself . They had been rocked to the very centre of their being , and looked like nothing so much as a couple of faded photographs of themselves .