eight o'clock
Jimmie Dale laughed cheerfully . `` There 's nothing going to happen -- to me ! You go ahead now and stay with the servants , and get them out of the road at the proper time . '' He bathed , dressed , ate his dinner , and was slipping cartridges into the magazine of his automatic when , within a minute or two of eight o'clock , Jason 's whisper came from the doorway . `` It 's all clear now , Master Jim , sir . '' `` Right ! '' Jimmie Dale responded -- and followed Jason down the stairway , and to the head of the cellar stairs .