about eight o'clock in
the evening
At six o'clock in the evening I took up his dinner , and discovered that he had not touched either breakfast or lunch ; but still he had nothing to say , so I took back the dinner , and went downstairs , and said to T-S : `` We 've got ourselves in for a hunger strike ! '' Needless to say , under the circumstances we did not very heartily enjoy our own dinner . And T-S , neglecting his important business , stayed around ; getting up out of one chair and walking nowhere , and then sitting down in another chair . I did the same , and after we had exchanged chairs a dozen times -- it being then about eight o'clock in the evening -- I said : `` By the way , had n't you better call up the morning papers and persuade them to be decent . '' So T-S seated himself at the telephone , and asked for the managing editor of the Western City `` Times , '' and I sat and listened to the conversation . It began with a reminder of the amount of advertising space which Eternal City consumed in the `` Times '' in the course of a year , and also the amount of its payroll in the community . It was n't often that T-S asked favors , but he wanted to ask one now ; he wanted the `` Times '' to let up on this prophet business , and especially about the prophet 's connection with the moving picture industry .