about half past two
Winifred was upstairs sitting by Joyce , who was looking pale and important in bed , and was eating some tapioca pudding . The pale , small , scared face of his child went to Egbert 's heart . ` Doctor Wing was out . He 'll be here about half past two , ' said Egbert . ` I do n't want him to come , ' whimpered Joyce . ` Joyce , dear , you must be patient and quiet , ' said Winifred . ` He wo n't hurt you .