six o'clock
` Yes , thank you . ' His generous , kindly approval of the eggs cheered this devotee . Henry brushed his silk hat , put it on , and stole out of the house feeling , as all livers of double lives must feel , a guilty thing . It was six o'clock . The last domestic sound he heard was Sarah singing in the kitchen . ` Innocent , simple creature ! ' he thought , and pitied her , and turned down the collar of his overcoat .