one o'clock
Babette seized the paper and five minutes later she was poking hatpins into her scalp with an energy that made Sam 's eyes water . `` Where are you going , Babette ? '' he said . `` I 'm going downtown to that sale of linens , '' she said , `` and I 'll be back to take you out at one o'clock . '' `` Do n't hurry on my account , '' Sam said . `` I 've got enough here in the paper to keep me busy until to-night yet . '' Five minutes later the basement door banged and Sam jumped to his feet .