three o'clock
`` You ai n't hungry again ? '' `` No , '' said Eleanor , lingering on the porch , reluctant to enter . `` Lonely ? '' `` No ... '' `` You need n't be ; your pa 'll be home by three o'clock , he says . '' Eleanor said nothing . Abruptly a thought had entered her mind , bringing hope ; something she had almost forgotten had recurred with tremendous significance . `` Tired ?