five o'clock
They all laughed when Wallace asked for the rat-trap 's delight ; and when Lloyd dropped a cruller on the floor and thumped his heel to show its weight ; and when Wallace said : `` Do n't jam or jar Miss Monroe , Jesse ! '' But when , in retort for this latest witticism , Martie said : `` Put your hand where it hurts , Wallace , and show Mama '' ; the laughter changed to actual shrieks of mirth ; Jesse indulging in a deep `` ha-ha-ha ! '' and Mabel hammering her heels madly together and sobbing put faintly that she should die -- she should simply DIE ! Martie almost missed the five o'clock trolley , but Wallace pushed her upon the moving platform at the last possible moment , and she laughed and gasped blindly half the way home , accepting his help with her disordered hair and hat . When she finally raised her face , and somewhat shamefacedly eyed the one or two other occupants of the car , she saw Rose sitting opposite , a neat and interested Rose in her trousseau tailor-made . Uncomfortable , Martie bowed , and Rose responded sweetly , presently patting the seat beside her with an inviting glove . Somewhat surprised at this unexpected graciousness , Martie and her escort crossed the car .