About nine o'clock
We 've got props about a hundred feet long , and if you were n't in the know you 'd think we had a telegraph wire to old St Peter up above . '' I wondered what Harold thought of the woman he had selected as his future wife being shut up for being a `` naughty girl '' . The situation amused me exceedingly . About nine o'clock he knocked at my window and said : `` Never mind , Syb . I tried to get you off , but it was no go . Old people often have troublesome straitlaced ideas . It will blow over by tomorrow . ''