half past four
How that afternoon went , Mary Jane never quite remembered . It was one long succession of excitement and fun . The unpacking of boxes and crates , the piling up of rubbish , the finding of cherished belongings and putting them where they belonged in the new home , and the gradual change of the living room from a mess of boxes to a place that might some day really look like home , all seemed thrillingly interesting to a little girl who had never moved before . But by half past four or thereabouts , even Mary Jane began to get a little tired . `` I 'll tell you something to do , '' suggested Mrs. Merrill , when a pause in her own work gave her a chance to notice that Mary Jane was getting flushed and tired . `` Here is a box of doll things I have just come across . Suppose you take them out into your own little balcony and sort them over .