ten o'clock on Saturday
The difficulty with the situation , as I looked it over carefully while indulging in a third cigar in my bedroom , was that the time was desperately short . It was now one o'clock on Tuesday morning . About nine Cyrus would perform his sacred duty of crushing his darling Peggy by telling her that she must stay in Eastridge . At ten o'clock on Saturday the Chromatic would sail with Charles Edward and Lorraine and Stillman Dane . Yet there were two things that I was sure of : one was that Peggy ought to go with them , and the other was that it would be good for her to -- but on second thought I prefer to keep the other thing for the end of my story . My mind was fixed , positively and finally , that the habit of interference in the Talbert family must be broken up . I never could understand what it is that makes people so crazy to interfere , especially in match-making .