four P.M.
Mister Baron was out . Nobody knew where he 'd gone . He had n't left any word . And he did n't receive callers after four P.M. , anyway . Mallory was gettin ' his breath after stoppin ' them body blows , when I pushes in . `` Say , Sir Wally , '' says I , leanin ' over towards the clerk and speakin ' confidential , `` lem me give you somethin' from the inside . If Kazedky misses seein ' Mr. Mallory to-night , you 'll be called up to-morrow to hear some Russian language that 'll take all the crimp out of that Robert Mantell bang of yours .