the hour of six in the evening
`` Just seven hundred dollars all told , and the like of that outfit could n't be bought any other place of style in New York for less than a thousand , Miss , '' remarked to me the elderly clerk as he closed and made fast with keys the two bags . `` Shall I send 'em special ? '' `` I 'll thank you that you call a taxi for me , Monsieur , '' I answered , and as he had mentioned that Ritz-Carlton Hotel , in conversation earlier , that very wicked daredevil that resides within me awoke at attention with the large ears of great mischief . I felt in my pocket that there was still much gold , and the man from whom I had purchased the ticket to the State of Harpeth had assured me that the train did not depart until the hour of six in the evening . `` To the Hotel of the Ritz-Carlton , '' I commanded the man of the taxi as he made fast the door . It then transpired that one hour from the time that the young Mademoiselle Grez , who had registered at that large hotel with all of her luggage from the steamer while by lies her father was represented as still engaged with the customs , entered her room , there emerged young Mr. Robert Carruthers , who , after paying his bill in his room had a hall boy send his bags on ahead of him to the Pennsylvania Station while he sauntered into the tea room . I have never again met with the wonderful dresses I left in that hotel room .