noon
They passed one or two modest villas , for this splendid location had long ago been discovered by a few others besides Will Morrison who loved to come here for their vacations and so escape the maddening crowds of the cities . Aunt Hannah had planned the trip with remarkable accuracy , for at about three o'clock the lumbering stage stopped at a pretty chalet half hidden among the tall pines and overlooking a steep bluff . Here the baggage and boxes were speedily unloaded . `` I got ta git back ter meet the aft ` noon train , '' said Bill Coombs , their driver . `` They wo n't be any more passingers in this direction , tai n't likely , 'cause the houses ` roun ' here is mighty scattered an ' no one 's expectin ' nobody , as I know of . But in the other direction from Millbank -- Sodd Corners way -- I may catch a load , if I 'm lucky . '' So back he drove , leaving the Conants ' traps by the roadside , and Peter began looking around for Morrison 's man .