three o’clock
If Mrs. Strong had kept her reason all would have been well , but she was insane , and I had no one to whom I could turn , for I was a man of many acquaintances but few friends . Wearily I trudged back to my rooms to wait there until it was time to dress , for I had a dinner engagement at the Reform Club . On the table in the little hall lay a telegram , which I opened listlessly . It was from a well-known firm of solicitors in Dunchester , and ran : -- `` Our client , Mrs. Strong , died suddenly at three o'clock . Important that we should see you . Will you be in Dunchester to-morrow ? If not , please say where and at what hour we can wait upon you in town . ''