four o'clock
What are we in this world for but to help one another ? I MUST try to help little Tillie -- bless her ! '' So the following Monday afternoon after school , found Miss Margaret , in a not very complacent or confident frame of mind , walking with Tillie and her younger brother and sister out over the snow-covered road to the Getz farm to face the redoubtable head of the family . It was half-past four o'clock when they reached the farm-house , and they found the weary , dreary mother of the family cleaning fish at the kitchen sink , one baby pulling at her skirts , another sprawling on the floor at her feet . Miss Margaret inquired whether she might see Mr. Getz . `` If you kin ? Yes , I guess , '' Mrs. Getz dully responded .