seven o'clock in the evening
`` You have done something , Mr. Kent , and you can do more . Head those people off at the door and say that for the present I refuse positively to be seen or interviewed . They will find me at the capitol during office hours . '' It was seven o'clock in the evening of the fiercest working day Kent had ever fought through when the special train -- his own private special , sent to Gaston and brought back again over the strike-paralyzed road by the express permission and command of the strikers themselves -- set him down in the Union Station at the capital . Looking back to the gray of the morning when he had shaken hands with Governor Marston at the door of the room on the top floor of the Kittleton Building , the crowding events made the interval seem more like a week ; and now the events themselves were beginning to take on dream-like incongruities in the haze of utter weariness . '' _ Evening Argus _ ! all about the p ` liminary trial of Governor Bucks .