about four o’clock
Nothing more of the fighting was known that night , the night of my drive to Leatherhead and back . My brother felt no anxiety about us , as he knew from the description in the papers that the cylinder was a good two miles from my house . He made up his mind to run down that night to me , in order , as he says , to see the Things before they were killed . He dispatched a telegram , which never reached me , about four o'clock , and spent the evening at a music hall . In London , also , on Saturday night there was a thunderstorm , and my brother reached Waterloo in a cab . On the platform from which the midnight train usually starts he learned , after some waiting , that an accident prevented trains from reaching Woking that night . The nature of the accident he could not ascertain ; indeed , the railway authorities did not clearly know at that time .