two o'clock in the morning
Hazelton was disinclined to talk . Bayliss ' nerves were too shattered for him to feel like indulging in conversation . Dodge , white-faced , his cap pulled well down over his eyes , showed all that he knew about running a car carefully and as speedily as was possible over such rough roads . It was after two o'clock in the morning when the car turned into the stretch of Main Street , Gridley . `` We 'll go to the police station with the fearful news , '' proposed Bert Dodge . `` No , we wo n't , '' retorted Hazelton . `` We 'll go to the ` Blade ' office .