two o'clock
You know that . I just wanted to tease you . '' Father Brewster lingered for an unwonted hour after the midday meal . But two o'clock found him back at the cold-storage plant . Pinky watched him go , a speculative look in her eyes . She visited the attic that afternoon at four , when it was again neat , clean , orderly , smelling of soap and sunshine . Standing there in the centre of the big room , freshly napped , smartly coifed , blue-serged , trim , the very concentrated essence of modernity , she eyed with stern deliberation the funeral wheat wreath in its walnut frame ; the trunks ; the chests ; the boxes all shelved and neatly inscribed with their `` H 's Fshg Tckl '' and `` Blk Nt Drs. '' `` Barbaric ! ''