About half past nine
Heine just sits there in the Dugout , with his head on his breast , and is like a dead man . '' `` Where were you ? '' `` In camp -- studying . About half past nine I thought I 'd stroll into town and get a cigar and see what the boys were doing . I could n't find them in the Palace , and went from place to place till I stumbled on them in the Dugout , every last one of them down and out . I was looking for Tweet , to have him take the bunch of them to camp in his car , when I saw you folks come out of the restaurant . '' `` The Dugout , '' puzzled Jo .