two o'clock
Mr. Garie had been sitting up looking at the fires in the lower part of the city . Not having been out all that day or the one previous , he knew nothing of the fearful state into which matters had fallen . `` Those lights are dying away , my dear , '' said he to his wife ; `` there must have been quite an extensive conflagration . '' Taking out his watch , he continued , `` almost two o'clock ; why , how late I 've been sitting up . I really do n't know whether it 's worth while to go to bed or not , I should be obliged to get up again at five o'clock ; I go to New York to-morrow , or rather to-day ; there are some matters connected with Uncle John 's will that require my personal attention . Dear old man , how suddenly he died . '' `` I wish , dear , you could put off your journey until I am better , '' said Mrs. Garie , faintly ; `` I do hate you to go just now . ''