four o'clock
Once she touched her handkerchief in her pocket , and felt the three prepared lumps concealed in it , to assure herself that she was not imagining all she had done , and meant to do . Then , suddenly , she felt that her brow was moist , a thing she could hardly remember having noticed before in her life . But the moisture disappeared almost instantly , and her skin was dry and burning . Then the time came , and it was four o'clock . Elettra opened the door and brought in the tea things on a large silver tray , set them down , and went to get the little tea-table , that was made with a shelf below , between the four legs , as a table with two stories . `` Let me make it , '' said Matilde , cheerfully ; `` I like to do it . '' She laid down her work , and Elettra set the table before her knees , with its high silver urn , and all the necessary little implements .