five o'clock
`` We brought out a windflower , '' said Kloster , `` and behold we will return with a rose . At present , Mees Chrees , you are a cross between the two . You have ceased to be a windflower , and are not yet a rose . I wager that by five o'clock the rose period will have set in . '' They were both so kind to me all day , you ca n't think little mother , and so was Frau Kloster , only one keeps on forgetting her . Herr von Inster did n't talk much , but he looked quite as content as the rest of us . It is strange to remember that only this morning I was writing about feeling so lonely and by myself in spirit .