five o'clock
Only one state of surety came crystalline out of it . There was no going back . Twice she rose and , with much of her old revulsion curiously gone , greased the scalded arm by the puny aid of a night light that flowed in from the hall when the door was opened . At five o'clock her child began a lusty paean to the dawn . She heated the milk and held the warm bottle tilted until it was emptied with the strong , deep draughts that delighted her . There was distinctly more gold out day by day in the ringlets , and the eyes were turning gray and could fill blackly with pupil . After that Lilly sat in her nightdress beside the window , her eagerness for the day allayed to an extent by her rising sense of panic .