One o'clock
At last Reg tumbled into bed , only to toss about and dream of dreadful accidents to Amy , with which Wyck was somehow connected , while he himself lay powerless to rescue her , fighting fiercely against the invisible hands which kept his hands tied , and his limbs stiff and helpless . `` Reg , Reg , get up , '' said Whyte , entering Morris 's room the next morning . `` Hallo , dad , what time is it ? '' `` One o'clock , lad . '' Ten minutes later Reg was down to his breakfast . The reminiscences of the previous night had come back to him , and were very bitter . `` Is Amy up yet ? ''