About four o'clock in the
morning
I struggled with him for it , finally however , to be bested , and started away . He followed me a block or so , taunting me with his superior strength and cursing me as the son of a man whom he intended to make bow to his every wish . I ran then and , evading him , went home and to bed . About four o'clock in the morning , I was awakened by the police . They had found Tom Langdon dead , with his skull crushed , evidently by the blow of a club or a hammer . They said I did it . '' A slight gasp traveled over the lips of Medaine , still by the window .