nine o'clock
In the morning there was neither victory nor defeat , but the young , smooth face looked haggard and gray , and the upright , well-knit figure was bowed . Lawson came into the sitting room for a moment . `` I am sorry I ca n't stay with you , George , '' he said . `` I am due at St. Joseph 's at nine o'clock . Have you made any plans for yourself ? '' `` No -- at least , yes . I 've had an awful night , Lawson , and there seems to be but one end to it . ''