five o'clock
groaned Eleanor . It seemed such a small thing to wish for she thought despairingly . Just seven short weeks over again . At five o'clock Mr. Anstruther opened the drawing-room door and came out into the hall . He did not see Eleanor who , wearied out at length with her ceaseless pacing to and fro , had flung herself down a few-minutes previously on Nancy 's favourite couch behind the screen , but the ever watchful Martin came forward immediately , and though his offer of coffee was declined , he was permitted to help Mr. Anstruther into his overcoat . From the brief colloquy that ensued between them Eleanor gathered that he was going down to the police station . As soon as he had left she sprang up and went out into the garden .