three o'clock
Man proposes , but God disposes . Cappy had smoked his post-prandial cigar next day and was in the midst of his mid-afternoon siesta , when the buzzer on his desk waked him with its insistent buzzing . He reached for the telephone . `` My dear , '' he reproved his private exchange operator , `` how often have I told you not to disturb me between two and three o'clock ? '' `` I knew you would n't mind being disturbed this afternoon , Mr. Ricks . Your old friend Mr. Gurney , of New York , is calling . '' `` Old Joe Gurney ?