two o'clock
`` We used to call him Cousin Quicksilver . '' In the big avenue Aristide hailed a passing cab . `` To the Hôtel du Luxembourg -- at a gallop ! '' In the joyous excitement of the past few hours this child of impulse and sunshine , this dragon-fly of a man , had entirely forgotten the appointment at two o'clock with the American millionaire and the fortune that depended on it . He would be angry at being kept waiting . Aristide had met Americans before . His swift brain invented an elaborate excuse .