one o'clock
With this I had to be contented , as I saw he considered what I had said as a joke . I left uncle and went in quest of grannie , who , by this , was beyond the other side of the course , fully a quarter of a mile away . Going in her direction I met Joe Archer , one of the Five-Bob jackeroos , and a great chum of mine . He had a taste for literature , and we got on together like one o'clock . We sat on a log under a stringybark-tree and discussed the books we had read since last we met , and enjoyed ourselves so much that we quite forgot about the races or the flight of time until recalled from book-land by Harold Beecham 's voice . `` Excuse me , Miss Melvyn , but your grannie has commissioned me to find you as we want to have lunch , and it appears you are the only one who knows the run of some of the tucker bags . '' `` How do you do , Mr Beecham ?