eleven o'clock
Of course he thought much of what had occurred . It was impossible that he should not think much of so narrow an escape . He had probably been as near death as a man may well be without receiving any injury ; and the more he thought of it , the more strongly he was convinced that he could not allow the thing to pass by without some notice , or some precaution as to the future . At eleven o'clock he went to Scotland Yard , and saw some officer great in power over policemen , and told him all the circumstances , -- confidentially . The powerful officer recommended an equally confidential reference to a magistrate ; and towards evening a very confidential policeman in plain clothes paid a visit to Vavasor 's lodgings in Cecil Street . But Vavasor lodged there no longer . Mrs. Bunsby , who was also very confidential , -- and at her wits ' end because she could not learn the special business of the stranger who called , -- stated that Mr. George Vavasor left her house in a cab at ten o'clock that morning , having taken with him such luggage as he had packed , and having gone , `` she was afraid , for good , '' as Mrs. Bunsby expressed it .