eight o'clock
Dalton had vanished as completely as if the earth had swallowed him . Another man , who had kept his eyes on O'Day as he peered into the dark , an undersized , gaunt-looking man , sidled toward Felix and pulled at his coat sleeve . `` I ai n't too early , am I ? You said eight o'clock ? '' Felix looked at him keenly . `` Oh , yes , I remember -- no , you are all right . How long have you been here ? ''