three in the morning
`` I 'll bet my head she 's in one of those sleepers , '' he groaned , as he watched the lights on the rear coach fade away into the night . `` It 's all off till to-morrow , that 's settled . My only hope is that she really stopped in Albany . There 's a train through here at three in the morning ; but I 'm not detective enough to unravel the mystery of any woman 's berth . Now , where the deuce am _ I _ to sleep ? '' As he looked about dismally , disconsolately , his hands deep in his pockets , his straw hat pulled low over his sleepy eyes , the station agent came up to him with a knowing grin on his face . '' ` Scuse me , boss , but she 's come , '' he said , winking .