three o'clock in the afternoon
Three o'clock on a December afternoon ; the rain drizzling ; one light low in the skylight of a drapery emporium ; another high in a servant 's bedroom -- this one goes out . That gives her nothing to look at . A moment 's blankness -- then , what are you thinking ? -LRB- Let me peep across at her opposite ; she 's asleep or pretending it ; so what would she think about sitting at the window at three o'clock in the afternoon ? Health , money , hills , her God ? -RRB- Yes , sitting on the very edge of the chair looking over the roofs of Eastbourne , Minnie Marsh prays to God . That 's all very well ; and she may rub the pane too , as though to see God better ; but what God does she see ?