eight o’clock
I myself saw the man they are after . He left this morning at eight o'clock , with a girl , by the Pisa line . '' The crowd turned to him , questioning him now , and he swore , angrily , that he was telling the truth . Their Saint had started at eight o'clock , in a second-class carriage , with a handsome fair girl , who was very well known ! Then the people slowly slunk away . When they were all gone , a policeman in plain clothes approached the railway man , and , in his turn , asked him if he were quite sure of what he had said . `` I ? ''