twelve o'clock
He had no car near him , but his costume was unmistakable . Evidently something was in the air . Somebody or something was being waited for . Soon after twelve o'clock , there was a whirr along the road . The cart horses raised their ears , and without a motion from their drivers , moved farther to the right side of the path . Berkshire Hills horses , in whatever station of life , needed no further notice . An automobile was approaching !