five
o'clock
she asked . Sylvia patted her on the shoulder . `` Nothing is the matter , '' said she . `` Run along and have a good time , but you had better be home by five o'clock . There is a praise meeting to-night , and I guess we 'll all want to go , and I am going to have supper early . '' After Rose had gone and Sylvia had left the room , the two men looked at each other . Horace was ashy pale .