six-twenty

Updated: May 13, 2025

I didn't pay much attention. But I shan't wash no hen's window, now you can bet on that!" I shouldn't have bet much on it. He went away, to spend the next hour in a political debate at Eldredge's, and I wrote letters, needlessly long ones. Closing time came and Sam went home, leaving me to lock up. The train was due at six-twenty, but it was nearly seven before I heard it whistle at the station.

Joseph Crosby Lincoln - The Rise of Roscoe Paine