about three in the afternoon
She had not anticipated Elysium -- quite -- but she certainly had anticipated something very different from this . She kept back thought resolutely -- she would _ not _ think -- she sat and looked at the genial October landscape flitting by . Sooner or later the floodgates would open , but not yet . It was about three in the afternoon when the fly from the railway drove up to the stately portico entrance of Powyss Place . She paid and dismissed the man , and knocked unthinkingly . The servant who opened the door fell back , staring at her , as though she had been a ghost . `` Is Lady Helena at home ? ''