two o'clock
If any o ' your men start a-knockin ' you about , tell 'em we 're a-goin ' to stand together , and just let me know . We 'll come round and make 'em wish they 'd been born somethink wot ca n't feel . '' That morning the manager at the yard received a deputation from the men , headed by Mr. Cunham , who , although he had changed his clothes and taken a hot bath , was still conscious of the disgusting reek of rotten eggs . Before dinner-time the whole matter had been settled , and the men were to resume work at two o'clock . Bindle reached home a few minutes to one , hungry and expectant . The notice had been removed from the front door , and he found Mrs. Bindle in the kitchen ironing . `` Well , '' she demanded as he entered , `` what do you want ? ''