noon
`` Maybe I 'll see something I want to buy in the city , '' he said to himself . I do n't mean to dwell upon the journey . There is nothing very exciting in a railway trip , even of a hundred miles , nowadays , unless , indeed , the cars run off the track , or over the embankment , and then it is altogether too exciting to be agreeable . For the sake of my young hero , whom I really begin to like , though he was `` only an Irish boy , '' I am glad to say that nothing of that sort took place ; but in good time -- about the time when the clock on the Old South steeple indicated noon -- Andy 's train drove into the Boston & Maine Railway depot , fronting on Haymarket Square . `` Inquire your way to Washington Street . '' That was the first direction that Andy had received from Miss Priscilla , and that was what our hero did first . The question was addressed to a very civil young man , who politely gave Andy the necessary directions .