two o'clock
Some people live close to the blinds . Oft on a stilly night one hears the blinds rattle never so slightly . Is anything going on next door ? Does a carriage stop across the way at two o'clock of a morning ? Trust the woman behind the blinds to answer . Coming or going , little or nothing escapes this vigilant eye that has a retina not unlike that of a horse , since it magnifies the diameter of everything nine times . To hope for the worst and to find it , that is the golden text of the busybody .