eleven o'clock
St. Cloud and he exchanged the coldest possible nods ; and the other two , taking the office from their mentor , stared at him through their smoke , and , after a minute or two 's silence , and a few rude half-whispered remarks amongst themselves , went off to play a game of pyramids till luncheon time . Saunders took a cigar which Drysdale offered , and began asking about his friends at home , and what he had been doing in the vacation . They were evidently intimate , though Tom thought that Drysdale did n't seem quite at his ease at first , which he wondered at , as Sanders took his fancy at once . However , eleven o'clock struck , and Tom had to go to lecture , where we can not follow him just now , but must remain with Drysdale and Saunders , who chatted on very pleasantly for some twenty minutes , till a knock came at the door . It was not till the third summons that Drysdale shouted , `` Come in , '' with a shrug of his shoulders , and an impatient kick at the sofa cushion at his feet , as though not half pleased at the approaching visit . Reader ! Had you not ever a friend a few years older than yourself , whose good opinions you were anxious to keep ?