three o'clock in the afternoon before
The silver-leaf trees dripped , the hedges were shining with moisture . Through the stillness the distant surf along the `` ocean side '' of the Cape growled and moaned and the fog bell at the lighthouse clanged miserably . Along the walk opposite Didama 's -- the more popular side of the road -- shadowy figures passed at long intervals , children going to and from school , people on errands to the store , and the like . It was three o'clock in the afternoon before a visitor came again to the Coffin front gate , entered the yard and rapped at the side door . Keziah opened the door . `` Halloa ! '' she exclaimed .