ten o'clock
How soon shall I bring you in your breakfast ? '' `` In about twenty minutes , '' said Larry . Exactly twenty minutes later Judkins carried in a tray , and set it on a table beside a window looking down into Park Avenue . `` Miss Sherwood asked me to tell you she would see you in the library at ten o'clock , sir -- where she saw you last night , '' said Judkins , and noiselessly was gone . Freshly shaven , tingling from his bath , with a sense of being garbed flawlessly , though in garments partly alien , Larry addressed himself to the breakfast of grapefruit , omelette , toast and coffee , served on Sevres china with covers of old silver . In his more prosperous eras Larry had enjoyed the best private service that the best hotels in New York had to sell ; but their best had been coarse and slovenly compared to this . He would eat for a minute or two -- then get up and look at his carefully dressed self in the full-length mirror -- then gaze from his high , exclusive window down into Park Avenue with its stream of cars comfortably carrying their occupants toward ten o'clock jobs in Wall or Broad Streets -- and then he would return to his breakfast .