three o'clock
But say , he might have twice as much , and I would n't hop any quicker . I 'm only livin ' once , and it may be long or short , but while it lasts I do n't intend to do the lackey act for anyone . Course , I thinks the jolt I gave that secretary chap closes the incident . But around three o'clock that same day , though , I looks down from the front window and sees a heavy party in a fur lined overcoat bein ' helped out of a shiny benzine wagon by a pie faced valet , and before I 'd done guessin ' where they was headed for they shows up in the office door . `` My name is Dawes . Fletcher Dawes , '' says the gent in the overcoat . `` I could have guessed that , '' says I. `` You look somethin' like the pictures they print of you in the Sunday papers . ''