eleven o'clock
The three guardians stood speechless until the clatter died away in the distance . Then Mr. Rodney pulled himself together with an effort and groaned in abject horror . `` By thunner , the damn girl is stealin ' somebody 's horshes ! '' The unlucky Brock , wild with rage and chagrin , had paced his temporary prison in the top storey of the Tirol from eleven o'clock till two , bitterly cursing the fools who were keeping him in durance more vile than that from which they had generously released him . He realised that it would be unwise to create a disturbance in the house by clamouring for freedom , because , in the first place , there already had been scandal enough , and in the second place , his distrustful bondsmen had promised faithfully to seek out the devoted Connie and apprise her of his release . He had no thought , of course , that in the mean time she might be duped into paying a bribe to the guard . Not only was he direfully cursing the trio , but also the addlepated Medcroft and his own addlepated self .