eight o'clock
`` I suppose they 'll fix me up ? '' Brencherly went to the telephone and spoke for a moment . `` All right , '' he said ; `` they 'll give you number seventy-three on this floor . I want you to do something for me to-morrow , so set the bellboy for eight o'clock , will you ? '' A moment later he turned his assistant over to the hotel roundsman , and turned to his own well earned rest . Making a neat packet of the clippings , he stowed them away once more in their worn receptacle -- he hesitated , then nodded to himself , having decided to replace them . He must gain this woman 's confidence .