three o'clock
This , in her clear , steady way , she realized . Her letter must be final . It had to be final . Was not Peggy coming at three o'clock ? Again Doggie thought , somewhat wistfully , of the old care-free , full physical life , and again he murmured : `` It 's all dam funny ! '' * * * * * Peggy stood for a moment at the door scanning the ward ; then perceiving him , she marched down with a defiant glance at nurses and blue-uniformed comrades and men in bed and other strangers , swung a chair and established herself by his bedside . `` You dear old thing , I could n't bear to think of you lying here alone , '' she said , with the hurry that seeks to cover shyness .