five o'clock
She would pass from the neighbourhood of Battersea Park Road to a house in Mayfair or Belgravia ; from Doulton 's and the china shop to unimaginable heights of social dignity . And who more fit for the new sphere ? Mr. Gammon sighed , but in a moment remembered Polly and snapped his fingers . A little before five o'clock he was hovering within sight of the coffee tavern , which already threw radiance into the murky and muddy street . In a minute or two he saw Polly and exchanged a quick word with her . `` Up you go ! You 'll find all ready .