three in the morning
And Mortimer gave it , wagging his head and one fat forefinger as emphasis . `` You saw that ? '' repeated Quarrier , deadly white of a sudden . `` Yes ; an ' I -- '' `` At three in the morning ? '' `` Yes ; an ' I want -- '' `` You saw him enter her room ? '' `` Yes ; an ' I wan ' tersay thish to you , because I 'm your fr ` en ' . Don ' wan ' anny fr ` en 's mine get fooled on women !