six o'clock
`` I think , miss , '' she said , with an air of polite mystery , `` as you 'd better walk in . Mrs. Vincent ` as n't been enjyin ' very good ` ealth this last few days . '' Marcella turned the handle , found it yielded , and went in . It was after six o'clock , and the evening sun streamed in through a door at the back of the house . But in the Vincents ' front parlour the blinds were all pulled down , and the only sound to be heard was the fretful wailing of a child . Marcella timidly opened the sitting-room door . The room at first seemed to her dark .