three o'clock to four
Joe , could n't you go and play golf this afternoon whilst I wangle this matter out ? '' Joe nodded and rose solemnly . He took down his umbrella from the peg and his shiny silk hat from another peg , and tiptoed from the room . From three o'clock to four Mr. Fred Pole sat immersed in thought , and at last , with a big , heavy sigh , he unlocked his safe , took out his cheque-book and pocketed it . Bones was on the point of departure , after a most satisfactory day 's work , when Fred Pole was announced . Bones greeted him like unto a brother -- caught him by the hand at the very entrance and , still holding him thus , conducted him to one of his beautiful chairs . `` By Jove , dear old Fred , '' he babbled , `` it 's good of you , old fellow -- really good of you !