seven o'clock
The mention of Gedge 's name cowed Reginald in an instant , and in the sudden revulsion of feeling which ensued he was glad enough to escape from the room before fairly breaking down under a crushing sense of injury , mortification , and helplessness . Gedge was at the door as he went out . `` Oh , Cruden , '' he whispered , `` what will become of me now ? Wait for me outside at seven o'clock ; please do . '' That afternoon Reginald paced the streets more like a hunted beast than a human being . All the bad side of his nature -- his pride , his conceit , his selfishness -- was stirred within him under a bitter sense of shame and indignity . He forgot how much his own intractable temper and stupid self-importance had contributed to his fall , and could think of nothing but Durfy 's triumph and the evil fate which at the very moment , when he was able to snap his fingers in the tyrant 's face , had driven him forth in disgrace with the tyrant 's fingers snapped in his face .