six o'clock
`` But , Bill , '' muttered Harding under his breath , `` you do n't mean -- '' `` But I do , '' corrected Livingstone quietly , looking straight into Harding 's amazed eyes . `` Mr. and Mrs. Warden are my guests . They are going to drive to Bunker Hill with me by and by . '' When the six o'clock accommodation train pulled out from Boston that night it bore a little old man and a little old woman , gray-haired , weary , but blissfully content . `` We 've seen 'em all , Hezekiah , ev'ry single one of 'em , '' Abigail was saying . `` An ' wa n't Mr. Livingstone good , a-gittin ' that carriage an ' takin ' us ev'ry where ; an ' it bein ' open so all ` round the sides , we did n't miss seein ' a single thing ! '' `` He was , Abby , he was , an ' he would n't let me pay one cent ! ''