four o'clock
It was now quarter of . He ran from the building to Washington street . Here he found a cab . `` Five dollars , '' he panted , `` if you get me to Pier 7 , East Boston , at four o'clock . '' He jumped in and had hardly closed the door before the cabby had brought his whip across the flanks of the dozing horse . The animal came to life and tore down Washington Street at a pace that threatened to wreck the vehicle . The wheels skimmed sides of electric cars and brushed the noses of passing teams .