two o'clock
She seemed not to realize that she was in the city where she had spent her youth , the place longed for hungrily half a lifetime . She had been so wretchedly train-sick throughout the journey that she had no recollection of anything but her discomfort , and , to all intents and purposes , there were but a few hours of nightmare between the farm in Red Willow County and my study on Newbury Street . I had planned a little pleasure for her that afternoon , to repay her for some of the glorious moments she had given me when we used to milk together in the straw-thatched cowshed and she , because I was more than usually tired , or because her husband had spoken sharply to me , would tell me of the splendid performance of the _ Huguenots _ she had seen in Paris , in her youth . At two o'clock the Symphony Orchestra was to give a Wagner program , and I intended to take my aunt ; though , as I conversed with her I grew doubtful about her enjoyment of it . Indeed , for her own sake , I could only wish her taste for such things quite dead , and the long struggle mercifully ended at last . I suggested our visiting the Conservatory and the Common before lunch , but she seemed altogether too timid to wish to venture out . She questioned me absently about various changes in the city , but she was chiefly concerned that she had forgotten to leave instructions about feeding half-skimmed milk to a certain weakling calf , `` old Maggie 's calf , you know , Clark , '' she explained , evidently having forgotten how long I had been away .