5:09
He lifted his hat and bowed jauntily to the waiting-room window , making it plain that his keen eyes had discovered them instantly . Kirkwood 's heart sank with the hopelessness of it all . If the railway directorates of Europe conspired against them , what chance had they ? If the night boat-train from Ostend had only had the decency to be twenty-five minutes late , instead of arriving promptly on the minute of 4:45 they two might have escaped by the 5:09 for Dunkerque and Calais . There remained but a single untried ruse in his bag of tricks ; mercifully it might suffice . `` Miss Calendar , '' said Kirkwood from his heart , `` just as soon as I get you home , safe and sound , I am going to take a day off , hunt up that little villain , and flay him alive . In the meantime , I forgot to dine last night , and am reminded that we had better forage for breakfast . ''