four o'clock in the morning
The bells sounded muffled , so dense was the fog , and there was no other sound in the sleeping city . Alexina wrapped her long cloak more closely about her and pulled the hood over her head . As she walked slowly down the steep avenue it came to her with something of a shock that she had not thought of her husband since she had expressed to Gora her reluctance to disturb him . She was doing the least conventional thing possible in leaving the house at four o'clock in the morning to seek the sympathy of a girl friend when any other young wife she knew -LRB- unless getting a divorce -RRB- would have flown to her husband and wept out her sorrow in his arms . And she had been married only three years , and found Mortimer quite as irreproachable as ever , always kind , thoughtful , and considerate . He assuredly would have said just the right things to her and not have resented in the least being deprived of a few hours of rest . On the contrary , he would no doubt resent being ignored , for not only was he devoted to his lovely young wife but such behavior was unorthodox , and he disliked the unorthodox exceedingly .