two o'clock in the morning
`` You are real crude , Minerva , '' said Mrs. Colton , crushingly , as she rose to go . `` I thought Rosewater was near enough to the metropolis for us not to be as provincial as some folks farther up the line , who have n't the same advantages . '' `` I guess we 're all crude enough , if it comes to that , '' retorted Mrs. Haight . `` I 'd like to know what 's cruder than a man 's staying at a girl 's house till two o'clock in the morning -- and for all the high and mighty way he carries himself -- and him the born image of Hi Otis . It 's too ridiculous . I 'd like to bring him down several pegs , too . '' `` He bears only the most distant resemblance to Hi Otis , '' said Mrs. Colton , indignantly .