three o'clock in the afternoon
When we came back after the interview with Doctor Cuyler , Brian was looking done up , and I persuaded him to lie down and rest . No one else could have slept , after so heavy a blow of disappointment , without a drug , but Brian is a law unto himself . He said if I would sit by him and read , he 'd feel at peace , and would drop off into a doze . It was three o'clock in the afternoon , and I had n't glanced yet at the newspaper we had bought in the morning . I took it up , to please Brian with the rustling of the pages , not expecting to concentrate upon a line but instantly my eyes were caught by a name I knew . `` Tragic Romance of Millionaire 's Family , '' I read . `` James W. Beckett brings his wife to France and Reads Newspaper Notice of Only Son 's Death . ''