about 7 o'clock
He would surprise me , when I come into the room , with figures showing how many patrons there were to-day , how many stop-overs and how many women , etc. . Red Shirt seems never to be coming , I said , and he would fold his arms , audibly sighing , `` Well , he ought to . '' If Red Shirt would not come just for once , Porcupine would be deprived of the chance of handing out a deserved and just punishment . I left my boarding house about 7 o'clock on the eighth night and after having enjoyed my bath , I bought eight raw eggs . This would counteract the attack of sweet potatoes by the old lady . I put the eggs into my right and left pockets , four in each , with the same old red towel hung over my shoulder , my hands inside my coat , went to Masuya . I opened the shoji of the room and Porcupine greeted me with his Idaten-like face suddenly radiant , saying : `` Say , there 's hope !