two o'clock
He made no difference between Thursday and any other day . Precisely as usual he donned his stained corduroys and pottered about his beloved garden ; and when , as happened on an average once a quarter , some visitor , strayed from the main herd , came upon him as he worked and mistook him for one of the gardeners , he accepted the error without any attempt at explanation , sometimes going so far as to encourage it by adopting a rustic accent in keeping with his appearance . This sort of thing tickled the simple-minded peer . George joined the procession punctually at two o'clock , just as Keggs was clearing his throat preparatory to saying , `` We are now in the main ` all , and before going any further I would like to call your attention to Sir Peter Lely 's portrait of -- '' It was his custom to begin his Thursday lectures with this remark , but today it was postponed ; for , no sooner had George appeared , than a breezy voice on the outskirts of the throng spoke in a tone that made competition impossible . `` For goodness ' sake , George . '' And Billie Dore detached herself from the group , a trim vision in blue . She wore a dust-coat and a motor veil , and her eyes and cheeks were glowing from the fresh air .