9:30
Aunt Zenobia and my Uncle Kyrle and Aunt Martha breezed in soon after , with Old Hickory and Mrs. Ellins right behind 'em . Then Piddie , who 'd put on his evenin ' clothes over in Jersey at 5:30 and had been on the trolley most of the time since . No , it was n't a big mob , but it was a heap better than havin ' some Connecticut parson call in wifie and the hired girl , as I 'd first planned it . And prompt at 9:30 the Reverend Percey shows up , some out of breath from his dash across from the subway , but ready to shoot his lines as soon as he got his hat off . While he did n't quite have to do that , we did n't waste much time on settin ' the stage . `` Come on , Vee , '' says I , takin ' her by the hand . `` How about over there in our old window alcove , eh ?