two A.M
Brosey did his trick , and away and away and away went he ! More old Brosey wins , the wiser he gets . I stayed . ' He swung to Gower : ` Do n't drink dry Sillery after two A.M. . You read me ? ' ` Egyptian , but decipherable , ' said Gower . The rising of the curtain drew his habitual groan from Potts , and he fled to collogue with the goodly number of honest fellows in the house of music who detested ` squallery . '