four o'clock in the morning
They had to leave before their papers went to press , but were back again in an hour , unwilling to lose a moment of the game . A tension vibrated the little office . Only Percy Darrow dozed alone in the corner , leaning back in his wooden armchair . At near four o'clock in the morning Simmons raised his head after a long bout of calling to announce that he could get no reply from Monsieur X. `` He 's got tired of your fool messages , '' remarked the _ Register _ man . `` And I do n't wonder ! Guess he 's gone to bed . '' Eldridge said nothing , but replaced the Leyden jar he had but just removed .