eleven o'clock at night
`` A day will come when you 'll be sorry . '' `` I do n't believe it , '' Monte answered . Yet it was only yesterday that he had wandered over half Paris in search of something to bring his schedule back to normal . And he had found it -- in front of the Opera House at eleven o'clock at night . Monte strode into his hotel with a snap that made the little clerk glance up in surprise . `` Any mail for me ? '' he inquired .