midnight
Martin helped the porter to his feet , stanched his flow of County Kerry reproaches with a ten-dollar bill and went back into the Crystal Room . He had gone there half an hour ago with a party of young people to kill loneliness and forget a bad hour of despair . His friend , Howard Oldershaw , who had breezed him out of the reading room of the Yale Club , was one of the party . He was in the first flush of speed-breaking and knew the town and its midnight haunts . He had offered to show Martin the way to get rid of depression . Right ! He should be put to the test .