six o'clock
It was Dorothy , across the Hudson . A wave of relief , to know she was near and wished to see him , swept over Garrison 's being . `` Here , '' he said to Tuttle , `` here 's the address on a card . Report to me there at six o'clock to-night . Get out now and go to young Robinson , but not at the house in Ninety-third Street . '' `` Why not ? '' inquired Tuttle .