twenty-five minutes to four
Half an hour , and she took off her hat and wrap , put them in a chair near where she was sitting . The watched hands of the clock crawled wearily round to half-past one , to two , to half-past two , to three -- each half-hour an interminable stage . She wandered to the window and looked down into empty Fifth Avenue . When she felt that at least an hour had passed , she turned to look at the clock again -- twenty-five minutes to four . Her eyes were heavy . `` He is not coming , '' she said aloud , and , leaving the lights on in the sitting-room , locked herself in the bedroom . At five o'clock she started up and seized the dressing-gown on the chair near the head of the bed .