two o'clock
The preacher sat on a chair , just below the platform . Douglas occupied a rear pew where he could keep an eye on Scott Parsons . There was very little talking among the members of the congregation , but much spitting of tobacco juice into the red-hot stove . Promptly at two o'clock , Peter rose and cleared his throat . `` Well , folks , Douglas says he 's trying to put into practice some of the stuff I 've been preaching to him . So I suppose I 'm to blame for this meeting . Now , there is n't anybody can accuse me of being religious . ''