nearly seven
o'clock, may
Mrs. Meldrum cried . `` They 've vital reasons , she says , for it 's not coming out for a month . Then it will be formally announced , but meanwhile her rejoicing is wild . I daresay Mr. Dawling already knows and , as it 's nearly seven o'clock , may have jumped off London Bridge . But an effect of the talk I had with him the other day was to make me , on receipt of my telegram , feel it to be my duty to warn him in person against taking action , so to call it , on the horrid certitude which I could see he carried away with him . I had added somehow to that certitude . He told me what you had told him you had seen in your shop . ''