three o'clock
`` Very good , sir , '' said Rollo impassively , `` it ai n't always wise , sir , for a man to trust to his own judgment , sir , asking your pardon . His judgment , '' he added , `` may be a bit of the ape left in him , sir . '' St. George smiled at this evolutionary pearl and settled himself comfortably by the open fire to await Rollo 's return . It was after three o'clock when he reappeared . He brought a note and St. George feverishly tore it open . `` Whom did you see ? Were they civil to you ? ''