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midnight
Home was the best place for him . Tom sighed as he folded it up ; the hopes of the last three days seemed to be fading away again . He spent another restless day ; and by night had persuaded himself that Drysdale 's mission had been a complete failure , and that he did not write and kept out of the way out of kindness for him . `` Why , Tom , old fellow , you look as down in the mouth as ever to-night , '' East said , when Tom opened the door for him about midnight , on his return from his club ; `` cheer up ; you may depend it 's all to go right . '' `` But I have n't seen Drysdale again , and he has n't written to me . '' `` There 's nothing in that . He was glad enough to do you a good turn , I dare say , when it came in his way , but that sort of fellow never can keep anything up .