five o'clock
`` I 've got to think it all out , '' she told herself , `` I must n't make -- another mistake . '' And yet when she crept in beside Teddy , and flung her arm about him , she would not let the half-formed phrase stand . The step that had brought her splendid boy to her arms was not a mistake . She slept lightly , and was up at five o'clock . Teddy , just shifting from the stage when nothing could persuade him to sleep in the morning to the stage when nothing could persuade him to wake , merely rolled over when she left him . Martie , bathed , brushed , dressed in white , went into the garden . They had arranged no meeting , but John came toward her under the pepper trees as she closed the door .