eleven
o’clock
He told us he had just come in and invited us to be seated at table . We ate our dinner in the best of humours , and I had no difficulty in appreciating the feelings of certainty which both Rouletabille and Larsan felt . Rouletabille told the great Fred that I had come on a chance visit , and that he had asked me to stay and help him in the heavy batch of writing he had to get through for the `` Epoque . '' I was going back to Paris , he said , by the eleven o'clock train , taking his `` copy , '' which took a story form , recounting the principal episodes in the mysteries of the Glandier . Larsan smiled at the explanation like a man who was not fooled and politely refrains from making the slightest remark on matters which did not concern him . With infinite precautions as to the words they used , and even as to the tones of their voices , Larsan and Rouletabille discussed , for a long time , Mr. Arthur Rance 's appearance at the chateau , and his past in America , about which they expressed a desire to know more , at any rate , so far as his relations with the Stangersons . At one time , Larsan , who appeared to me to be unwell , said , with an effort : `` I think , Monsieur Rouletabille , that we 've not much more to do at the Glandier , and that we sha 'n' t sleep here many more nights . ''