one o'clock in the morning
Whilst the police were inquiring here and searching there and watching the ports for him , he was lying almost within reach of his hand , snugly and peacefully at Midhurst . `` But I expect that he will go from Midhurst now , '' Joan added , remembering his snarl of fear when the door had opened behind her , and the haste with which he had fled . Hillyard looked at his watch . It was one o'clock in the morning . `` You are in a hurry ? '' she asked . `` I ought to send a message . ''