6 a.m.
To be precise , he sat up all night . He was a man who , by dint of training , could comfortably dispense with sleep when he felt so inclined , or when circumstances made such a course advisable . He walked to and fro in his room , and cogitated as few people beside Theodore Racksole could cogitate . At 6 a.m. he took a stroll round the business part of his premises , and watched the supplies come in from Covent Garden , from Smithfield , from Billingsgate , and from other strange places . He found the proceedings of the kitchen department quite interesting , and made mental notes of things that he would have altered , of men whose wages he would increase and men whose wages he would reduce . At 7 a.m. he happened to be standing near the luggage lift , and witnessed the descent of vast quantities of luggage , and its disappearance into a Carter Paterson van . ` Whose luggage is that ? '