twelve
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We had got everything ready for him , and he worked for about half-an-hour . But he was so sleepy , with cold air and exercise , that he did not paint well , and then he got impatient , and threw it up -- `` till the morning . '' In the morning he set to work , talking all the time about wild duck and teal , and the price of guns ; but by the time he had put last night 's blunders straight , the front door bell rang , and Mary announced `` Mr. Clinton . '' Philip was closeted in his room with his new friend till twelve o'clock . Then they went out into the yard , and finally Mr. Clinton stayed to luncheon . But I held my peace , and made Alice hold hers . Mr. Clinton went away in the afternoon , but Philip got the plate-powder and wash-leather , and occupied himself in polishing the silver fittings of his dressing-case .