two o'clock
When I got home my good master was there , his cape folded and lying on the stone bench , and he was walking around in the patio . I went inside , and he came over to me . I thought he was going to scold me for being late , but God had something better in store . He asked me where I 'd been , and I told him , `` Sir , I was here until two o'clock , and when I saw that you were n't coming , I went to the city and put myself in the hands of the good people there , and they gave me what you see here . '' I showed him the bread and the tripe that I was carrying in my shirttail , and his face lit up , and he said : ` Well , I held up dinner for you , but when I saw that you were n't going to come , I went ahead and ate . But what you 've done there is all right because it 's better to beg in God 's name than it is to steal . That 's my opinion , so help me .