five
o'clock
`` Eh ? '' jerked the Senior Surgeon . `` Yes , sir , '' said the White Linen Nurse and started for the kitchen . No one but the Senior Surgeon himself breakfasted in state at five o'clock that morning . Snug and safe in her crib upstairs the Little Crippled Girl slumbered peacefully on through the general disturbance . And as for the White Linen Nurse herself , -- what with chilling and rechilling melons , -- and broiling and unbroiling steaks , -- and making and remaking coffee , -- and hunting frantically for a different-sized water glass , -- or a prettier colored plate , there was no time for anything except an occasional hurried surreptitious nibble half way between the stove and the table . Yet in all that raucous early morning hour together neither man nor girl suffered towards the other the slightest personal sense of contrition or resentment , for each mind was trained equally fairly , -- whether reacting on its own case or another 's -- to differentiate pretty readily between mean nerves and a -- mean spirit .