two o'clock in the afternoon
She had even forgotten Mr. Long , and the dreaded policemen who might be on the watch for her . This was the good time for which she had stolen the money and run away from her happy home at Woodville . It was a mockery , and she even wished she had been caught before she left Pennville . It was now two o'clock in the afternoon , though hours enough seemed to have elapsed since she left Woodville to make a week . She had eaten nothing but an ice-cream since breakfast , and she was faint from the excitement and the exertion of the day . She found a saloon for ladies , and entered ; but the nice things of which she had dreamed in the morning no longer existed for her . She ate a simple dinner , and walked down Broadway till she came to the Museum , which she had regarded as an important element in the enjoyment of her week in the city .