four o'clock
Her wheel of Regent 's Park was coming full circle , and the sun was up behind the houses , but still no sound of traffic stirred . She stopped before a flower-bed where was some heliotrope , and took a long , luxurious sniff : She could not resist plucking a sprig , too , and holding it to her nose . A sudden want of love had run through every nerve and fibre of her ; she shivered , standing there with her eyes half closed , above the pale violet blossom . Then , noting by her wrist-watch that it was four o'clock , she hurried on , to get to her bed , for she would have to be on duty again at noon . Oh ! the war ! She was tired !