one in the morning
Or was there some less superficially tangible motive to be sought ? Did Bannon entertain some secret , personal animus against Michael Lanyard himself as distinguished from the Lone Wolf ? Debating these questions from every angle but to no end , he worked himself into a fine fury of exasperation , vowing he would consummate this one final coup , sequestrate himself in England until the affair had blown over , and in his own good time return to Paris to expose De Morbihan -LRB- presuming he survived the wreck in the Bois -RRB- exterminate Popinot utterly , drive Wertheimer into permanent retirement at Dartmoor , and force an accounting from Bannon though it were surrendered together with that invalid 's last wheezing breaths ... . In this temper he arrived , past one in the morning , under the walls of the hôtel Omber , and prudently selected a new point of attack . In the course of his preliminary examinations of the walls , it had n't escaped him that their brick-and-plaster construction was in bad repair ; he had marked down several spots where the weather had eaten the outer coat of plaster completely away . At one of these , midway between the avenue and the junction of the side-streets , he hesitated . As he had foreseen , the mortar that bound the bricks together was all dry and crumbling ; it was no great task to work one of them loose , making a foothold from which he might grasp with a gloved hand the glass-toothed curbing , cast his ulster across this for further protection , and swing himself bodily atop the wall .