10:35
`` Charing Cross , sir . '' `` I said King 's Cross ! Round you spin , and drive like blazes , or we miss our train ! There 's one to York at 10:35 , '' added Raffles as the trap-door slammed ; `` we 'll book there , Bunny , and then we 'll slope through the subway to the Metropolitan , and so to ground via Baker Street and Earl 's Court . '' And actually in half an hour he was seated once more in the hired carrying chair , while the porter and I staggered upstairs with my decrepit charge , for whose shattered strength even one hour in Kew Gardens had proved too much ! Then , and not until then , when we had got rid of the porter and were alone at last , did I tell Raffles , in the most nervous English at my command , frankly and exactly what I thought of him and of his latest deed . Once started , moreover , I spoke as I have seldom spoken to living man ; and Raffles , of all men , stood my abuse without a murmur ; or rather he sat it out , too astounded even to take off his hat , though I thought his eyebrows would have lifted it from his head .