about
four o'clock
But not a call came all that afternoon from the west side of the house , except the call of those pretty , precious things snug under the carpet calling , calling to me to come and get them and drop bell-boying for good . At last I could n't stand it any longer . There 's only one thing to do when your chance wo n't come to you ; that is , to go to it . At about four o'clock I lit out , climbed to the second story and there -- Mag , I always was the luckiest girl at the Cruelty , was n't I ? Well , there was suite 231 all torn up , plumbers and painters in there , and nothing in the world to prevent a boy 's skinning through when no one was watching , out of the window and up the fire-escape . Just outside of Mrs. Kingdon 's window I lay still a minute . I had seen her and Moriway go out together -- she all gay with finery , he carrying her bag .