nine o'clock
`` Well , '' he said , going to the door and smiling sentimentally at Miss Masters , `` so long . See you later . '' `` Yes , '' replied Miss Masters in a tone he did n't just like , `` I 'll see you later . '' Saturday night begins at the Cafe Sinister at nine o'clock . At that hour the twin columns of glass at its portal are lighted and the Levee pours the first of its revelers into the spacious ground floor drinking room . The orchestra strikes up the first of its syncopated melodies ; the barkeepers arrange their polished glasses in glittering rows ; the waiters , soft-footed and watchful , take their places at their appointed stations . The revelers come in an order regulated by inexorable circumstance .