Noon
Chester looked anxiously at his watch for the twenty-seventh time that morning . `` For Heaven 's sake , hurry , Red , '' he urged . `` Women are the dickens about having a wedding late , and it 's ten minutes of eleven now . Noon comes sure and soon , and at noon , allow me to remind you -- '' Burns nodded . `` Keep cool , boy , '' he recommended . `` No use getting excited before a critical operation . '' But he disappeared at a pace fast enough to satisfy Chester , who sat back and said to himself that R. P. had come nearer giving the crisis before him its appropriate name than he had ever heard done before .