midnight
`` Make it three . '' `` Very well , three . '' `` Some of the pinches , '' he muttered as he climbed the bus to go back to his hot hall bedroom , his mind a blank , and only twenty-five hours in which to work out a new third act . He stripped for action and worked until midnight . Then he foraged on Fourth Avenue for food at an all-night cafe patronized by car-men , chauffeurs , and messenger boys . He ate ravenously . Afterward he swung downward to Madison Square Park , to stretch his tired body .