about eight o'clock at night
It would not do , I knew , if Bindo discovered me in the vicinity . In crossing the Place I came face to face with the long-nosed stranger whom I suspected as a police-agent , but he seemed in a hurry , and I do not think he noticed me . Next day I saw nothing of Bindo , who , strangely enough , did not sleep at the Paris . We did not meet till about eight o'clock at night , when I caught sight of him ascending the stairs to go and dress for dinner . `` Ewart ! '' he called to me , `` come up to my room . I want you . ''