two o'clock
Mr. Wurley understood the game far better than his guest , and could give him advice as to what side to put on and how to play for cannons . This he did in a patronizing way , but his hand was unsteady and his nerve bad . Tom 's good eye and steady hand , and the practice he had had at the St. Ambrose pool-table , gave him considerable advantage in the hazards . And so they played on , Mr. Wurley condescending to bet only half-a-crown a game , at first giving ten points , and then five , at which latter odds Tom managed to be two games ahead when the butler announced lunch , at two o'clock . `` I think I must order my horse , '' said Tom , putting on his coat . `` No , curse it , you must give me my revenge . I 'm always five points better after lunch , and after dinner I could give you fifteen points .