one
o'clock
A couple of hours in this place where he had been publicly humiliated . He smiled , a thin , shark-like smile . Those who made it their business to study his expressions , on seeing it , would have fled . Young Andrews , not being acquainted with the moods of the great man , added cheerfully : `` By one o'clock , anyway . '' Mr. Thorndike began grimly to pull on his gloves . For all he cared now young Spear could go hang . Andrews nudged his elbow .