seven o'clock
I say , Ned , we must go to this ; I 've not heard a song for ages that was worth listening to . '' `` At what hour ? '' inquired Ned -- `` oh ! seven o'clock ; well , we can stroll back to the hotel , have a cup of coffee , and bring Larry O'Neil with us . Come along . '' That evening our three adventurers occupied the back seat of a large concert-room in one of the most crowded thoroughfares of the town , patiently awaiting the advent of the performers . The room was filled to overflowing , long before the hour for the commencement of the performances , with every species of mortal , except woman .