one o'clock
There , from the big , bulging house with its towers and minarets and bow windows and lean-tos , ells and additions , the Doctor was barred . There was chaos , and the spirit that breathed on the face of the waters was the Harvey representative of the Maryland Satterthwaites , with her crimping pins bristling like miniature gun barrels , and with the look of command upon her face , giving orders in a firm , cool voice and then executing the orders herself before any one else could turn around . She could call the spirits from the vasty deep of the front hall or the back porch and they came , or she knew the reason why . With an imperial wave of her hand she sent her daughter off to some social wilderness of monkeys with all the female Satterthwaites and Van Dorns and Mrs. Senators and Miss Governors and Misses Congressmen , and with the offices of Mrs. John Dexter , Mrs. Herdicker , the ladies ' hatter , and two Senegambian slaveys , Mrs. Nesbit brought order out of what at one o'clock seemed without form and void . It was late in the afternoon , almost evening , though the sun still was high enough in the heavens to throw cloud shadows upon the hills across the valley when the Doctor stabled his mare and came edging into the house from the barn . He could hear the clamor of many voices ; for the Maryland Satterthwaites had come home from the afternoon 's festivity . He slipped into his office-study , and as it was stuffy there he opened the side door that let out upon the veranda .