five o'clock
They had built bridges with love and necessity and over them they crossed to touch each other for a space , but oh ! how she longed for a common highway where she and Con could walk always together ! She wanted this so much , so much ! At five o'clock she telephoned to Truedale . She knew he generally went to his apartment at that hour . `` I -- I want to see you , Con , '' she said . `` Yes , Lyn .