six o'clock
Now who would have thought that girl could dance as she did ? By this time I was in such a solution of grief that I would soon have had to be sopped up with a sponge if Pet had n't run in bubbling over like a lovely , white , linen-clad glass of Rhine wine and seltzer . Happiness has a habit of not even acknowledging the presence of grief and Pet did n't seem to see our red noses , crushed draperies and generally damp atmosphere . `` Molly , '' she said with a deliciously young giggle , `` Tom says for you to send him ten dollars to spend getting the brass band half drunk before the six o'clock train , on which your Mr. Bennett comes . He has spent five dollars paying the negroes to polish up their instruments and clean up the uniforms and it cost him twenty-five to bail the cornettist out of jail for roost robbing , and it takes a whole gallon of whisky to get any spirit into the drummer . He says tell you that as this is your shindig you ought at least to pay the piper . Hurry up , he 's waiting for me , and here 's the kiss he told me to put on your left ear ! ''