twelve o'clock
Finally , and before Lanyard had finished dressing , the man from Scotland Yard began placidly to snore . Of course , he might well be bluffing ; for Lanyard had taken pains to let Roddy know that they were neighbours , by announcing his selection in loud tones close to the communicating door . But this was a question which the adventurer meant to have answered before he went out ... . It was hard upon twelve o'clock when the mirror on the dressing-table assured him that he was at length point-device in the habit and apparel of a gentleman of elegant nocturnal leisure . But if he approved the figure he cut , it was mainly because clothes interested him and he reckoned his own impeccable . Of their tenant he was feeling just then a bit less sure than he had half-an-hour since ; his regard was louring and mistrustful . He was , in short , suffering reaction from the high spirits engendered by his cross-Channel exploits , his successful get-away , and the unusual circumstances attendant upon his return to this memory-haunted mausoleum of an unhappy childhood .