Seven o’clock
And please do n't trouble further . I am very thankful to you , but will express myself better later on . '' With this the editor had to be content , and was shortly on his way to his own well-earned rest . To Jennie it seemed but a moment after he had gone , that the porter placed coffee and rolls on the desk beside her saying , `` Seven o'clock , miss ! '' The coffee refreshed the girl , and as she passed through the editorial rooms she noted their forlorn , dishevelled appearance , which all places show when seen at an unaccustomed hour , their time of activity and bustle past . The rooms were littered with torn papers ; waste-baskets overflowing ; looking silent , scrappy , and abandoned in the grey morning light which seemed intrusive , usurping the place of the usual artificial illumination , and betraying a bareness which the other concealed . Jennie recognized a relationship between her own up-all-night feeling and the spirit of the deserted rooms .