eleven o'clock
Birsky drew back his chair from the table . `` It 's a long story , Mr. Eschenbach , '' he replied ; `` and if it 's all the same to you I would tell you the whole thing round at my place to-morrow morning . '' He rose to his feet and , searching in his waistcoat pocket , produced a card that he laid on the table in front of Eschenbach . `` Here is our card , Mr. Eschenbach , '' he said , `` and I hope we could look for you at eleven o'clock , say . '' `` Make it half-past ten , Mr. Birsky , '' Eschenbach replied as he extended his hand in farewell . `` Will you join me there , Mr. Finkman ? '' Finkman nodded sulkily .