three o'clock
`` I would n't either , Terry , if I was you ! ` Tai n't sensible ! '' And twelve years old shook her head sagely . At three o'clock Janet appeared and Rosie and she started out together . Rosie had been gone only three weeks but , in that short time , changes had come about , events had occurred , which had altered irrevocably the face of her little world . Within the limits of her own short paper route the whole cycle of existence had turned . Life had been ushered in , life had passed out , and that closest of human pacts which is the promise of life to succeeding generations had been entered into .