twelve o'clock
`` To my room -- ? Oh , I -- I forget about that . I forget about the night '' He hesitated confusedly . `` All I remember is the coming down to breakfast next morning -- this morning -- at twelve o'clock -- '' Loder turned to the table and poured himself out some whiskey . `` Yes , '' he acquiesced , in a very quiet voice . At the word Chilcote rose from his seat . His disquietude was very evident .