about two o'clock
`` Knock that table to pieces , '' she said . Taking off the few things that were lying on it , Bob turned it over and began to knock the top off . When he had finished the coffin one of the fossicker 's wives said it looked too bare , and she ripped up her black riding-skirt , and made Bob tack the cloth over the coffin . There was only one vehicle available in the place , and that was Martin 's old dray ; so about two o'clock Pat Martin attached his old horse Dublin to the shafts with sundry bits of harness and plenty of old rope , and dragged Dublin , dray and all , across to Mason 's hut . The little coffin was carried out , and two gin-cases were placed by its side in the dray to serve as seats for Mrs Martin and Mrs Grimshaw , who mounted in tearful silence . Pat Martin felt for his pipe , but remembered himself and mounted on the shaft . Mason fastened up the door of the hut with a padlock .