ten o'clock in the morning
`` Only about the box , sir . Mr. Raffles said as you was goin ' to take chawge of it time he 's away , and I 've a friend ready to lend a ` and in getting it on the cab . It 's a rare ` eavy ` un , but Mr. Raffles an ' me could lift it all right between us , so I dessay me an ' my friend can . '' For my own part , I must confess that its weight concerned me less than the vast size of that infernal chest , as I drove with it past club and park at ten o'clock in the morning . Sit as far back as I might in the four-wheeler , I could conceal neither myself nor my connection with the huge iron-clamped case upon the roof : in my heated imagination its wood was glass through which all the world could see the guilty contents . Once an officious constable held up the traffic at our approach , and for a moment I put a blood-curdling construction upon the simple ceremony . Low boys shouted after us -- or if it was not after us , I thought it was -- and that their cry was `` Stop thief ! ''