three o'clock
His folly nauseated him . He sat in a corner in the dining room of the Lawyers ' Club and drank one whisky and soda after another and brooded over his follies and his unhappiness , muttering monotonously from time to time : `` No wonder she makes a fool of me . I invite it , I beg for it , damned idiot that I am ! '' By three o'clock he had drunk enough liquor to have dispatched the average man for several days . It had produced no effect upon him beyond possibly a slight aggravation of his moodiness . It took only twenty minutes to get from New York to her house . He set out at a few minutes after three ; arrived at twenty minutes to four .