7 o'clock
At 6.25 I was back at Times Square . `` Hello , buddy , '' said the guard , `` you back again ? Here 's your dog . '' At 7 o'clock we were at Van Cortlandt Park , at 8 we were at Ninety-sixth Street , 9 o'clock found us laboring up to the gate of the camp , with a written list of excuses that looked like the schedule of a flourishing railroad . It was accepted , much to our surprise . _ Aug. 7th . _ I have a perfectly splendid idea .