about nine o'clock
I 'll give you my word of honor we were a quarter of a mile from the stage . We went up in an elevator , were shown to our seats , and who was right behind us but my old pal Bud Hathaway from Chicago . Bud had his two sisters with him , and he gave me one sad look which said plainer than words , `` So you 're up against it , too , eh ? '' We introduced all hands around , and about nine o'clock the curtain went up . After we had waited fully ten minutes , out came a big , fat , greasy looking Dago with nothing on but a bear robe . He went over to the side of the stage , and sat down on a bum rock . It was plainly to be seen , even from my true lover 's seat , that his bearlets was sorer than a dog about something .