seven o'clock
`` Go ahead , Height , but do n't get this lady mixed with the other kind . Remember , she lives at the ladies Christian home . '' The laugh that greeted this sally was an uproar that added to the dash and quick fire of the big scene , which Miss Adair and Mr. Rooney had so quickly expurgated and reconstructed between them . At seven o'clock the play had been entirely run through , and Fido had the result in his prompt copy and was beginning to rapidly write it into their lines for each of the cast . `` One half hour to get breakfast and Miss Herne 's back hair down , '' Mr. Rooney said , with the callousness of a slave-driver . `` Then if you run through again fairly well we 'll be done by noon , and everybody can hit the hay for six hours . '' Mr. Vandeford watched his author 's proud little head droop on the box rail in front of her , and with his face very white he motioned Mr. Farraday to come to her .