midnight
To this club Vavasor did not belong , alleging that he could not afford to live at their pace , and alleging , also , that his stays at Roebury were not long enough to make him a desirable member . The invitation to him was not repeated and he lodged elsewhere in the little town . But he occasionally went in of an evening , and would make up with the members a table at whist . He had come down to Roebury by mail train , ready for hunting the next morning , and walked into the club-room just at midnight . There he found Maxwell the banker , Grindley the would-be fast attorney , and Calder Jones the Member of Parliament , playing dummy . Neither of the brewers were there , nor was the sporting literary gentleman . `` Here 's Vavasor , '' said Maxwell , `` and now we wo n't play this blackguard game any longer .