two o'clock
Let no one speak to him . '' And then the young vice-president went out to meet the arriving police . Mr. Robert Wade , slowly pacing along Fourteenth Street , had stopped to whisper a few words in Lilienthal 's attentive ear . There was a delectable `` private view '' which was arranged for two o'clock on this happy afternoon . As the smug `` dealer '' bowed , his mind reverted to Mr. Wade 's handsome employee , Randall Clayton , and then the picture episode , and the entrancing Magyar witch . `` I wonder , now , '' mused Lilienthal , `` if young Clayton stole that pretty devil away from Fritz Braun ! Braun was really crazy over her , it seems , and he , the black-hearted wretch , has gone over to Europe to hunt for her .