three o'clock
Perhaps it was because of this that the meal had seemed so vague , and that nothing had left a taste in the mouth . It was over , and Allan was making ready to depart . On the floor , beside the chest of drawers , stood a small hair trunk . A neighbour with a road wagon had offered to take it , and Allan , too , down the mountain at three o'clock . In the spring of 1861 , one out of every two Confederate privates had a trunk . One must preserve the decencies of life ; one must make a good appearance in the field ! Allan 's was small and modest enough , God knows !