two o'clock
Good-bye . I 'll see about the hall this afternoon . '' She drove off with lifted reins and a little flourish of her whip , and Isabel went into the house and telephoned first to Gwynne , who had installed a private wire between his house and hers , and then to Miss Boutts . At two o'clock she drew rein before a large brown shingle house on the highest point of Rosewater . Mr. Boutts had begun life in one of the little old peaked cottages down by the central square ; later he had built an `` artistic '' cottage , and then a `` residence '' ; symbolizing his increase not only by the more pretentious structures but by mounting the hill ; the second cottage had been half-way up , the residence was on its apex , and could be seen by the envious traveller on boat and train . There was nothing left before him now but San Francisco or a balloon ; heaven being out of the question . Miss Boutts awaited the buggy , in the tiny porch , and had obeyed Isabel 's behest to look her prettiest .