four o'clock
says Mrs. Piddle , her eyes shinin ' . `` Then he has some important business engagement ? '' You could n't help seein ' how she had it framed up , -- the whole Corrugated Trust and half of Wall Street holdin ' its breath while hubby , J. Hemmingway Piddie , Esq. , worked his giant intellect for the good of the country . `` That 's it , '' says I. `` I could n't say pos ` tive that he 'd be as late as four o'clock ; but -- '' `` Oh ! then we 'll not wait , '' says she , `` Come , Hemmingway , we must go home . '' `` Do n't I det my new s ` oes ? '' says Hemmy .