9:30
`` No , '' said Celia , `` I 'll not be marrying you next week . My father would never let me marry a grocer 's clerk . But I 'll marry you to-night , Tommy , if you say so . '' Old Jacob Spraggins came home at 9:30 P. M. , in his motor car . The make of it you will have to surmise sorrowfully ; I am giving you unsubsidized fiction ; had it been a street car I could have told you its voltage and the number of wheels it had . Jacob called for his daughter ; he had bought a ruby necklace for her , and wanted to hear her say what a kind , thoughtful , dear old dad he was . There was a brief search in the house for her , and then came Annette , glowing with the pure flame of truth and loyalty well mixed with envy and histrionics .