midnight
During the latter part of the week all London was agog over the Canadian preachers . As yet , very little had appeared in print regarding _ The Citizens _ . On Sunday morning at three o'clock John Crondall went into his bedroom to sleep , and I slept in the room he had set aside for me in his flat -- too tired out to undress . Even Crondall 's iron frame was weary that night , and he admitted to me before retiring from a table at which we had kept three typewriters busy till long after midnight , that he had reached his limit and must rest . `` I could n't stand another hour of it -- unless it were necessary , you know , '' was his way of putting it . By my persuasion he kept his bed during a good slice of Sunday morning , and lunched with me at Constance Grey 's flat . He always said that Mrs. Van Homrey was the most restful tonic London could supply to any man .