two o'clock in the morning
When the evening meal was served , Lazarus drew out Loristan 's chair at the head of the table and stood behind it with a majestic air . `` Sir , '' he said to Marco , `` the Master requested that you take his seat at the table until -- while he is not with you . '' Marco took the seat in silence . * * * * * At two o'clock in the morning , when the roaring road was still , the light from the street lamp , shining into the small bedroom , fell on two pale boy faces . The Rat sat up on his sofa bed in the old way with his hands clasped round his knees . Marco lay flat on his hard pillow . Neither of them had been to sleep and yet they had not talked a great deal .