eleven o'clock
For Macleod , who was , in ordinary circumstances , anything but a reserved or austere person , was on this subject strictly silent , evading questions with a proud and simple dignity that forbade the repetition of them . '' _ The thing that concerns you not , meddle not with : _ '' he observed the maxim himself , and expected others to do the like . It was an early dinner they had had , after their stroll in Richmond Park , and it was a comparatively early train that Macleod and his friend now drove down to catch , after he had paid his bill . When they reached Waterloo Station it was not yet eleven o'clock ; when he , having bade good-bye to Ogilvie , got to his rooms in Bary Street , it was but a few minutes after . He was joyfully welcomed by his faithful friend Oscar . `` You poor dog , '' said he , `` here have we been enjoying ourselves all the day , and you have been in prison . Come , shall we go for a run ? ''