eight o'clock
`` Surely they would not let him go , sir ? '' said I . He only shook his head , and later he went out without once asking for the baby , and I knew when I heard the gate slam that things had not gone well at the court-house . At eight o'clock that night I was on the porch when a man came tearing up to the fence , almost fell off a bicycle , vaulted the rail , and came running over the grass . `` Got a telephone ? '' he said . `` Yes , '' said I , with the answer frightened out of me .