eleven o'clock
Darry had a `` rush '' package of illustrations under his arm now . `` I suppose we ca n't get anything through to-day , or until you get things in running order again ? '' he intimated . `` We were sending nothing through on account of the Fourth , '' explained Bart , `` but you leave the package here and I will see that it goes on the eleven o'clock train . '' Bart had just completed the fire-loss list when a heavy step caused him to turn around . A portly , well-dressed man , important-appearing and evidently on business , stood in the doorway looking sharply about the place . `` Well ! ''