two o'clock in the
morning
No woman ever understands us -- and no more do we understand women . So we 're both quits on that score , if we 're not quite on some others . '' Then he raised his hands helplessly , `` Oh , Lord , the petticoats , the petticoats ! '' Just then the telephone rang -- noisily as befits two o'clock in the morning . `` Who the devil wants me at such an hour ? '' he muttered . The clang was repeated almost instantly and continued until he unhooked the receiver .