one o'clock
When he had finished his breakfast he went to his locked desk and took out Ashton 's letter -- somehow until he actually saw it again he could not quite believe that the events of last night had not all been a dream ; but the letter was real enough , at all events with its callous beginning to `` Dear Lallie . '' The morning seemed to drag ; twice people rang him up on the ` phone and asked him to lunch , but Micky was not in the mood for lunch ; he felt a suppressed sort of excitement , as if something of great import were about to happen . Driver looked at him woodenly once or twice ; his face was as expressionless as his voice , but his dull eyes saw everything , and behind them his keen brain wondered what had happened to make Micky so restless . Towards one o'clock he ventured a gentle reminder . `` You have an engagement for half-past three , sir -- Miss Langdon 's . '' Micky was yawning over the paper then ; he looked up with an absurdly blank face . `` Oh , I say !