five o’clock
Perhaps , however , he had met friends and gone over to Beaulieu , Nice , or Mentone with them . He had but little appetite . He ate a small portion of langouste with an exquisite salad , and drank a single glass of chablis . Then he rose and quitted the chattering , laughing crowd of diners , whose gossip was mainly upon a sensational run on the red at five o'clock that evening . One woman , stout and of Hebrew type , sitting with three men , was wildly merry , for she had won the equivalent to sixty thousand pounds . All that recklessness jarred upon the young man 's nerves . He tried to close his ears to it all , and ascended again to his room , where he sat in silent despondency till it was time for him to go round to the Metropole to join Lady Ranscomb and Dorise .