the hour of three
`` Yes , sir . '' `` Humph ! -- that will do . '' The clerk brought in the draft , which was put into his pocket-book without being signed ; his coat was then buttoned up , and Mr John Forster repaired to the chop-house , at which for twenty-five years he had seldom failed to make his appearance at the hour of three or four at the latest . It was with a heavy heart that Newton returned to the inn in the Borough , at which he had left his father , whom he found looking out of window , precisely in the same seat and position where he had left him . `` Well , Newton , my boy , did you see my brother ? '' `` Yes , sir ; but I am sorry to say that I have little hope of his being of service to us . ''