one o’clock
Racksole lost trifles from time to time , but ninety - nine hundredths of the luck was with him . As an English spectator at the table remarked , ` he could n't do wrong . ' When midnight struck the lady in the red hat was reduced to a thousand francs . Then she fell into a winning vein for half an hour , but at one o'clock her resources were exhausted . Of the hundred and sixty thousand francs which she was reputed to have had early in the evening , Racksole held about ninety thousand , and the bank had the rest . It was a calamity for the Juno of the red hat . She jumped up , stamped her foot , and hurried from the room .