about 2:30
I 've got so I do n't notice him any more than as if he was somebody 's shadow passin ' by . You know , he 's just a blank . And if it was n't for them bond-room humorists cuttin ' loose at him once in a while I 'd almost forget whether he was still on the staff or not . It was this same afternoon , along about 2:30 , that I gets a call from Old Hickory 's private office and finds this picturesque lookin ' bird with the three piece white lip whiskers and the premature Panama lid glarin ' indignant at the boss . `` Torchy , '' says Mr. Ellins , glancin ' at a card , `` this is Señor Don Pedro Cassaba y Tarragona . '' `` Oh , yes ! '' says I , just as though I was n't surprised a bit .