8 A.M.
Dick had gone . I looked at the couch , it was empty , and a note was stuck by his pin into the sofa pillow . I sat up in bed , and by leaning forward and extending my arm I got hold of the pillow , and thence the paper and read it . `` 8 A.M. -- You are still asleep and I do n't like to wake you , but I want to be back at my place by nine , so I am departing like the guest of an Arab . If you have nothing better to do this evening , come and dine with me . Army and Navy . Seven . ''