about eleven o'clock
Houston was pleased to see Lyle 's perfect self-control . Without stirring in the least from her place by his side , she asked , in the most matter-of-fact tone , whether Mr. Van Dorn would be likely to arrive from the Y in season for dinner , and what room it would be best to prepare for him . `` You had better let him share my room , in case he has no objections , '' Houston answered indifferently , `` for you like to keep your rooms in readiness for guests as much as possible , and Rutherford , when he returns , will probably room with his brother . '' As Houston was hurrying up from the mines at about eleven o'clock , on his way to the office , he met Morgan , just started on his rounds , and was shocked at the change which a few hours had made in his appearance . His heavy gait , his pale , haggard face and bloodshot eyes , told , not only of late hours and terrible dissipation , but of some severe mental strain , also . Morgan half smiled , as he saw Houston 's look of pained surprise . `` Yes , '' he said , `` I know I look pretty hard this morning , but I was up late ; I guess I 'll be all right in a day or two .