eight o'clock
It 's becoming serious , Harden ! I 'm off to Downing Street . Watch the morning editions ! '' That night , at eight o'clock , I was summoned to Downing Street . I left Sarakoff lying on the sofa , apparently asleep . I drove the first part of the way in a taxi , but at the corner of Orchard Street the cab very nearly collided with another vehicle , and in a moment I was a helpless creature of fear . So I walked the rest of the way , much to the astonishment of the driver , who thought I was a lunatic .