two o'clock
Ludlow , check weigher in Number Two entry , and the head of the local union , took it on himself to reply . `` B'gosh ! I do n't b ` lieve the old man knows , himself . He fit around and fit around , talkin ' to me , and never said nothin ' more 'n that there was goin ' to be a meetin ' here at two o'clock , and Tom -- his son Tom -- was goin ' to speak to it . '' `` All right ; we 're a-waitin ' on son Tom right now , '' said a grizzled old coal-digger on the outer edge of the group . `` And ef he 's got anything to say , he cay n't say hit none too sudden . My ol' woman told me this mornin ' she was a-hittin ' the bottom o ' the meal bar ` l , kerchuck !