two o'clock
Whitwell stood at the foot of the flag-staff with one hand staying his person against it , like a figure posed in a photograph to verify proportions in the different features of a prospect . The heroine of the unhappy affair of the picnic could not forbear authorizing herself to invoke his opinion at a certain point of the debate , and `` Mr. Whitwell , '' she called to him , `` wo n't you please come here a moment ? '' Whitwell slowly pulled himself across the grass to the group , and at the same moment , as if she had been waiting for him to be present , Mrs. Durgin came out of the office door and advanced toward the ladies . `` Mrs. Marven , '' she said , with the stony passivity which the ladies used to note in her when they came over to Lion 's Head Farm in the tally-hos , `` the stage leaves here at two o'clock to get the down train at three . I want you should have your trunks ready to go on the wagon a little before two . '' `` You want I should have my -- What do you mean , Mrs. Durgin ? '' `` I want your rooms . ''