six o'clock
said Roswell , turning up his nose slightly , which was quite easy for him to do , as nature had given that organ an upward turn . He thought all trades low , and resolved hereafter to hold as little communication as possible with the boy who had so far demeaned himself as to be learning one . That was worse than being in a dry-goods store , and carrying around bundles . Towards six o'clock Roswell rose from his seat , and sauntered towards Clinton Place , which was nearly a mile distant . He entered the house a little before dinner . `` Are you not earlier than usual , Roswell ? '' asked his mother .