seven o'clock
Thank you , humbly ; no . '' `` A crowd in fine clothes is of all mobs the dullest . I can look undismayed on the many-headed monster , wild and rampant ; but when the many-headed monster buys its hats in Bond Street , and has an eyeglass at each of its inquisitive eyes , I confess I take fright . Besides , it is near seven o'clock ; Putney not visible , and the flounders not fried ! '' `` My cab is waiting yonder ; we must walk to it : we can keep on the turf , and avoid the throng . But tell me honestly , Vance , do you really dislike to mix in crowds ; you , with your fame , dislike the eyes that turn back to look again , and the lips that respectfully murmur , ` Vance the Painter ' ? Ah , I always said you would be a great painter , -- and in five short years you have soared high . ''