one o'clock
Mrs. Fletcher studied him curiously . `` Is there some little girl you want to take ? '' An evasive silence followed her question . Nevertheless his brown eyes pleaded his cause so eloquently that one o'clock found him sitting on the front porch , jingling the money merrily in one hand . The day was crisp and sunny , with an invigorating breeze from the lake , which set the blood pulsing in his veins . Ordinarily , he would have scampered off to play with Bill and Perry Alford or Sid on the way to school , but not this time . He was waiting for some one .