nine o'clock
David glanced across at the door of Marge 's room . It was closed . Then he looked at his watch . It was almost nine o'clock ! He felt like swearing as he thought of what he had missed -- that breakfast with Hauck and the Girl . He would undoubtedly have had an opportunity of seeing Hauck alone for a little while -- a quarter of an hour would have been enough ; or he could have settled the whole matter in Marge 's presence . He wondered where she was now .