about eleven o'clock
Mrs. Sharp asked him to stay all night , when it came on so hard to rain , and the old Prof thanked her and said he would . `` Mr. Sharp went into his office to do something or other and left Old Dimple in the library for a while . The family lost track of him then . Right in the middle of the hardest downpour , about eleven o'clock , the front door bell rang , and Mr. Sharp went to the door . `` There was Old Dimple , under a dripping umbrella , his pants wet to the knees , and his pajamas and toothbrush under his arm -- '' `` Oh , Lance ! '' ejaculated Laura . `` That is too much to believe . ''