five o'clock
`` I 'll get you back to Glaston without delay . I 'll let you drive the dog-cart with Fairy-foot , the prettiest bit of horse-flesh that ever wore a shoe -- trots to beat the band ! You can hunt all day with Bayne and me , and a little before sunset you can start for Shaftesville , and she will whisk you there in an hour and a quarter , twenty miles . You need n't start till five o'clock to catch the seven-ten train , with lots of time to spare . '' In spite of all denial , the telephone bell was presently jangling as Briscoe rang up the passenger-agent at the railroad depot in the little town of Shaftesville , twenty miles away . `` Twenty-six -- yes , Central , I _ did _ say twenty-six ! ... Hello , Tucker , is that you ?