Seven at night
`` Now , '' said he , `` I have something to tell you two . '' He asked for another cigarette , and I laid the box beside him . `` I suppose you reached Saville all right , '' I said , anticipating . `` Seven at night , '' said he , `` and so hungry that I ate what they call marble cake for supper , and a great many other things out of little side dishes , and nearly died of indigestion afterward . Then I took a train up to the main line . An express came along . ` Why not go West ? '