one o'clock
In a few seconds Mr. Potswood reappeared , with a slip of paper in his hand . `` Here , '' he said , `` see this ! The old man was told to give it to nobody but me , and in nobody else 's presence . He 's been waiting since one o'clock . '' Scrawled on the paper , in trembling and straggling letters , were these words : -- / # `` You must not bring Mr. Martin Hewitt to my house this afternoon . I am watched . It is hopeless .