three o'clock in
the morning
Thank ` e , Jane , ' as Jane fastened a silk handkerchief to serve as a sling for the wounded arm . ` Providentially the thing broke down at the Carstairs 's very gates , ' he went on . The loss of blood was making him sick , but if he went on talking he would probably not faint . ` And it was then three o'clock in the morning , so I coaxed it up the drive and shoved it into the coach-house , and took their motor , which is rather a nice one . ' ` Then it was n't your own machine that you smashed up ? ' said Peter . ` No , praise be ! '