about eleven o'clock at night
That winter he would have a hard time , on account of his arm , and because of an unwonted fit of activity of the police ; but so long as he was unknown to them he would be safe if he were careful . Here at `` Papa '' Hanson 's -LRB- so they called the old man who kept the dive -RRB- he might rest at ease , for `` Papa '' Hanson was `` square '' -- would stand by him so long as he paid , and gave him an hour 's notice if there were to be a police raid . Also Rosensteg , the pawnbroker , would buy anything he had for a third of its value , and guarantee to keep it hidden for a year . There was an oil stove in the little cupboard of a room , and they had some supper ; and then about eleven o'clock at night they sallied forth together , by a rear entrance to the place , Duane armed with a slingshot . They came to a residence district , and he sprang up a lamppost and blew out the light , and then the two dodged into the shelter of an area step and hid in silence . Pretty soon a man came by , a workingman -- and they let him go . Then after a long interval came the heavy tread of a policeman , and they held their breath till he was gone .