three o'clock in the morning
I looked again and again , yet read ever the same words , and , laboring under tremendous excitement , I hurriedly perused the account of the murder . It stated that about eleven o'clock of the previous night Arletta Fogg had arrived at the apartment house , and had been taken to her rooms by the elevator attendant . A half hour later a tall , smooth-faced , white-haired gentleman arrived , and was shown to her apartments . This man was seen by the watchman to leave the place at three o'clock in the morning , and the chambermaid discovered her at ten o'clock in the morning , dead , and covered with blood from several stabs in the body . Cold perspiration oozed from every pore of my body as I read and re-read this article , over and over again . I was puzzled , dumbfounded , horror - stricken . The description given of the apparent murderer tallied exactly with myself .