one o'clock
He , poor fellow , all unconsciously , was now gathered into the net which had spread its meshes so wide in New York that night . He could not understand why his employer 's son should be gallivanting around the city in company with such questionable looking characters , even though one of them might be the famous `` man with the microscopic eye , '' but he was far from realizing that he and his car would help to make history before morning . In obedience to orders , he ran along Grand Street , and halted the car on the south side of W. H. Seward Park . `` Remain here , if we do not return earlier , till one o'clock , '' Steingall told him , `` and then run slowly along East Broadway to the corner of Montgomery Street . We are going to Morris Siegelman 's restaurant , which is a few doors higher up , on the north side . If we stroll past you , pay no heed , but follow at a little distance . Have you got that right ? ''