eleven o'clock
All at once it struck him that he should have kept his eyes on Quade 's partner . He should have followed him . With the hope of seeing him again he walked up and down the street . It was eleven o'clock when he went into Big Ben 's pool-room . Five minutes later he came out just as a woman hurried past him , carrying with her a strong scent of perfume . It was the Lady of the Bear . She was in a street dress now , her glossy curls still falling loose about her -- probably homeward bound after her night 's harvest .