nearly five o'clock
`` And while you are here I shall come to see you every day to bring you books and candy and to tell you stories . '' `` Tell me one now , '' Morris implored . `` Take off your hat so I can put mine head at your necktie , und then you should tell me that story over , ` Once upon some time when that world was young . ' '' It was nearly five o'clock when Miss Bailey gently disengaged herself and set out upon her uptown way . She passed from the hush of the hospital walls and halls into another phase of her accountability . Upon the steps , a woman , wild-eyed and dishevelled , was hurling an unintelligible mixture of pleading and abuse upon the stalwart frame of Patrick Brennan 's father , the policeman on the beat . The woman tore her hair , wept , and beat her breast , but Mr. Brennan 's calm was impassive .