five minutes past three
And it is always those who know nothing about human nature , who are bored by psychology -- and shocked by physiology , who ask it . However piteous her sister 's state , she knew that she must be on her side . They would be mad together if the world chose to consider them so . It was now five minutes past three . The car slowed down by the farm , in the yard of which Miss Avery was standing . Henry asked her whether a cab had gone past . She nodded , and the next moment they caught sight of it , at the end of the lane .