Saturday evening, about five o'clock
-LSB- Illustration -RSB- A week passed , and Mr. Smith saw nothing more of Madge . Raymond had become worse , and she never left him . It was Saturday evening , about five o'clock , when Mrs. Smiley was called up from the kitchen by hearing that a gentleman wanted to speak to her . She came up , smoothing down her apron with her hands , which were not of the cleanest . `` Do two children of the name of Leicester live here ? '' `` Yes , sir , surely ; at least there were two of 'em a couple of hours ago , but I ca n't rightly say whether the lad 's alive yet . ''