one o'clock in the
morning
You 'll get him up at his apartment on Riverside . And I 'll give you odds you 'll find the old night-owl playing bezique with his sister-in-law ! '' That , in fact , was precisely what I found the man with the camera-eye doing . He sat there dealing out the cards , at one o'clock in the morning , with a face as mild and bland as a Venetian cardinal feeding his pigeons . My host looked at the card in his fingers , looked at me , and then looked at the card again . `` She got you in trouble ? '' was his laconic query .