two o'clock in the afternoon
Her name was Kelly , Emma Kelly , and she was a widow -- whether from choice or act of Providence I do n't know . The other women servants was all down on her , of course , 'cause she had city ways and a style of wearing her togs that made their Sunday gowns and bonnets look like distress signals . But they could n't deny that she was a driver so far 's her work was concerned . She 'd whoop through the hotel like a no ` theaster and have everything done , and done well , by two o'clock in the afternoon . Then she 'd be ready to dress up and go on parade to astonish the natives . Men -- except the boarders , of course -- was scarce around Wellmouth Port . First the Kelly lady begun to flag Cap'n Jonadab and me , but we sheered off and took to the offing .