the hour of two A.M.
He had raised himself , body and soul , out of printed books , and about all the education he ever had was half an hour 's biting talk from Charles Weyland . Of course he did not recognize his denied youth when it rose and fell upon him , but he did recognize that his assailant was doughty . He locked arms with it and together they fell into undreamed depths . Buck Klinker , returning from some stag devilry at the hour of two A.M. , and attracted to the Scriptorium by the light under the door , found the little Doctor pacing the floor in his stocking feet , with the gas blazing and the shade up as high as it would go . He halted in his marchings to stare at Buck with wild unrecognition , and his face looked so white and fierce that honest Buck , like the good friend he was , only said , `` Well -- good-night , Doc , '' and unobtrusively withdrew . _ Triumphal Return of Charles Gardiner West from the Old World ; and of how the Other World had wagged in his Absence . _ Many pictured post-cards and an occasional brief note reminded Miss Weyland during the summer that Charles Gardiner West was pursuing his studies in the Old World with peregrinative zest .