two in the morning
Several letters came for him which I kept in the library . I was surprised that he neither wrote nor returned , when , suddenly , ten days later , we had a telegram from the London police informing me that my father was lying in St. George 's Hospital . I dashed up to town , but when I arrived I found him dead . At the inquest , evidence was given to show that at half-past two in the morning a constable going along Albemarle Street found him in evening dress lying huddled up in a doorway . Thinking him intoxicated , he tried to rouse him , but could not . A doctor who was called pronounced that he was suffering from some sort of poisoning . He was taken to St. George 's Hospital in an ambulance , but he never recovered .