Two o’clock
He looked at his watch . ` I have been expected for some time by my friend . Shall we make a move ? ' ` Two o'clock , ' said Mr. Bunner , consulting his own , as he got up from the foot-board . ` Ten a.m. in little old New York . You do n't know Wall Street , Mr. Trent . Let 's you and I hope we never see anything nearer hell than what 's loose in the Street this minute . '