six o'clock in the evening
The Red Prophet was dead and buried ! I took up Carpenter 's lunch at one o'clock , and discovered , to my dismay , that he had not tasted his breakfast . I ventured to speak to him ; but he sat on a chair , gazing ahead of him and paying no attention to me , so I left him alone . At six o'clock in the evening I took up his dinner , and discovered that he had not touched either breakfast or lunch ; but still he had nothing to say , so I took back the dinner , and went downstairs , and said to T-S : `` We 've got ourselves in for a hunger strike ! '' Needless to say , under the circumstances we did not very heartily enjoy our own dinner . And T-S , neglecting his important business , stayed around ; getting up out of one chair and walking nowhere , and then sitting down in another chair . I did the same , and after we had exchanged chairs a dozen times -- it being then about eight o'clock in the evening -- I said : `` By the way , had n't you better call up the morning papers and persuade them to be decent . ''