About three in the morning
Thanks awfully . '' Gustav , as delighted as a cat who has found her kitten , led the boy off jubilantly to his third-rate hotel off the Strand , taking the precaution , as he passed , to leave word at the Hall that if a gentleman called who had lost a boy , he should be told where he would find him . He smuggled Tom up to his own garret , and made him royally welcome with three-quarters of his scanty supper and the whole of his narrow bed , sleeping himself on the floor cheerfully for the sake of the _ cher ami _ who had that night promised to go to Paris to hold the hand of his dying father . About three in the morning there was a loud ringing of the bell and a sound of steps and voices on the stairs , and presently Mr Armstrong entered the room . Gustav sprang up with his finger on his lips , pointing to the sleeping boy . `` Oh , _ mon ami _ , '' whispered he , '' ` ow ` appy I am you ` ave found ` im . But I keep him ver ' safe .