midnight
First blood for us ! Maxwell had evidently succeeded in segregating his Smiths . We expected a telephone call from his room at any minute . We kept on expecting it until midnight and then strolled down that way . The house was dark . A very mad landlady came down in response to our earnest request and informed us that the young carouser who had rented her room had not been there that evening ; and that if we were his rowdy friends we could tell him that he would find his trunk in the alley . Then we went home and our brains throbbed and gummed up all night long .