two o'clock
The entrance of another man on business cut short the interview , and Michael , bestowing an agonizingly happy grip on Endicott 's hand and a brilliant smile like a benediction , took his directions and hurried out into the street . With the precious paper in his hand Michael took himself with all swiftness to the DesBrosses Ferry . Would there be a train ? It was almost two o'clock . He had had no lunch , but what of that ? He had that in his heart which made mere eating seem unnecessary . The experiences of the past two hours had lifted him above , earth and its necessities for the time .