7:30
Half an hour later she reentered the hotel , her cheeks glowing . Jock was not yet down . So she ordered and ate her wise and cautious breakfast of fruit and cereal and toast and coffee , skimming over her morning paper as she ate . At 7:30 she was back in the lobby , newspaper in hand . The Bisons were already astir . She seated herself in a deep chair in a quiet corner , her eyes glancing up over the top of her paper toward the stairway . At eight o'clock Jock McChesney came down .