eleven in the morning
They stood perplexed before him as if before a dreadful portent . He gloated inwardly over the chance of this meeting affirming his superiority over all the multitude of mankind . It was in reality a chance meeting . Chief Inspector Heat had had a disagreeably busy day since his department received the first telegram from Greenwich a little before eleven in the morning . First of all , the fact of the outrage being attempted less than a week after he had assured a high official that no outbreak of anarchist activity was to be apprehended was sufficiently annoying . If he ever thought himself safe in making a statement , it was then . He had made that statement with infinite satisfaction to himself , because it was clear that the high official desired greatly to hear that very thing .