six
o'clock in the morning
Sam had n't been at Peter 's supper-party , and neither had Judge Vandyne , but I did n't worry about that . I never worry about Sam . I just like to know he is somewhere near and then forget him -- if I am allowed , which I am not if Sam can think up some important work for me to do . At six o'clock in the morning I laid down the papers with Peter 's triumph in them and rolled into bed , dead with sleep ; and before seven Sam had sent me a note that forced me to open my eyes and stagger up and on . It said : DEAR BETTY , -- Get a maid at the hotel to come with you to the following address . I need you badly . A reliable taxi is waiting .