one o'clock
Mary ran back into the house to attend to the coffee-pot and the visitors presently were seated at the kitchen table at places already laid , with cups of steaming strong coffee and plates of food before them . Janet contented herself with the hot , reviving drink , but Weir ate heartily as well . Coming and going , forty miles of driving a rough mountain road had given him a laborer 's appetite . `` It 's late , one o'clock , '' Mary said to Janet . `` Why do n't you stay with us the rest of the night ? I wish you would . '' Janet put up an arm and drew down the face of the girl at her side and kissed her .