eleven o'clock
And he 'd be eternally blim-scuttled if he was goin ' to get cold feet over a few faded flowers ! There was Piddie , though , with his say . His idea is to have the reserves from two precincts scattered all over the shop , and he lugs around such a serious face and talks so panicky that at last the boss compromises on havin ' two of the buildin ' specials detailed for the job . We smuggles 'em into the big room at eleven o'clock , and tells 'em to lay low until they gets the word . Next comes Bingstetter , blinkin ' mysterious , and has himself concealed behind a screen in the private office . By that time Old Hickory is almost as nervous as anybody . `` Fine state of affairs , things are at now , '' he growls , `` when a man is n't safe unless he has a bodyguard !