seven o'clock
In the laboratory I found Dumps smoking , and the doctor pouring water from the tap on his dishevelled body . He was not hurt , and little damage was done ; but as I sat in my room talking to him that evening , I could not help reproaching him with having been the means of breaking off one of the most important interviews of my life . `` However , Dumps , '' I continued , `` your good services far outweigh your wicked deeds , and whatever you may do in the future , I will never forget that you were the means of introducing me to that angel , Lilly Blythe . '' The angel in question went that Sunday evening at seven o'clock , as was her wont , to a Bible class which she had started for the instruction of some of the poor neglected boys and lads who idled about in the dreary back streets of our aristocratic neighbourhood . The boys had become so fond of her that they were eager to attend , and usually assembled round the door of the class-room before the hour . My _ protege _ , Robin Slidder , was of course one of her warmest adherents . He was standing that night apart from the other boys , contemplating the proceedings of two combative sparrows which quarrelled over a crumb of bread on the pavement , and had just come to the conclusion that men and sparrows had some qualities in common , when he was attracted by a low whistle , and , looking up , beheld the Slogger peeping round a neighbouring corner .