about five o'clock
She handed all the letters to Ruth , the one she referred to on top . Mrs. Schuyler turned pale as she looked at the envelope . I glanced at it , too , and without doubt , it was Vicky Van 's writing . It had been mailed in New York that same morning , and delivered just now , about five o'clock . `` You open it , Mr. Calhoun , '' said Ruth , as if she shrank from the task . I took it gravely , for it seemed to me to portend trouble for little Vicky . Was she giving herself up , or what ?