four
o’clock
She had forgotten Welsley in remembering how small a part Welsley must play in her mother-life , in remembering how very small were the birds in the immense expanse of the sky . In Meditation she had entered into Vastness . The sound of the organ in the Cathedral recalled her . It was four o'clock . The afternoon service was just beginning . She sat still and listened . It was growing dark now , but she had no wish to move .