four o'clock
No other person was in sight , and the white mist seemed suddenly to close around the couple . The paddles of a receding steamer churned and splashed monotonously . From Kew Bridge floated a faint murmur of rumbling traffic . It was four o'clock , and the sun was hidden . `` You are shivering , '' said Nevill . `` It is very cold . Will you take me home , please ? ''