two o'clock in the morning
If she was only a boy , I could talk to her like a Dutch uncle , but I do n't know anything about girls . I wish -- '' Pinckney 's wish remained forever unexpressed , for at the moment the door opened and in came Phyl . Her face was glowing with the morning air and she seemed to have forgotten the business of the night before as she greeted Pinckney and the lawyer and took her place at the table . `` Phyl , '' said the lawyer , half jocularly , `` here 's Mr. Pinckney been complaining that you were wandering about all night in the woods , knocking him up to let you in at two o'clock in the morning . '' Phyl , who was helping herself to bacon , looked up at Pinckney . `` Oh , you cad , '' said her eyes . Then she spoke : `` I came in at eleven .