about eleven o’clock
` Thank you , sir , ' he said , ` thank you . ' Then Trevor arrived , and Hughie took his leave , blushing a little at what he had done . He spent the day with Laura , got a charming scolding for his extravagance , and had to walk home . That night he strolled into the Palette Club about eleven o'clock , and found Trevor sitting by himself in the smoking-room drinking hock and seltzer . ` Well , Alan , did you get the picture finished all right ? ' he said , as he lit his cigarette . ` Finished and framed , my boy ! '