eleven o'clock
`` No , play . '' Mike won the fourth game , and put Mr. Beacham Brown 's cheque in his pocket . `` I 'll play you again , '' said Thigh . Mike accepted , and before eleven o'clock Thigh had paid three hundred pounds for the manuscript and lost all his available spare cash . He glanced narrowly at Mike , paused as he put on his hat and coat , and Frank wished Lizzie would leave the room , feeling sure that violent words were inevitable . But at that moment Mike 's shoulders and knuckles seemed more than usually prominent , and Mr. Beacham Brown 's agent slunk away into the darkness . `` You did turn the king pretty often , '' said Frank , when the door closed .