six in the evening
Good-by and good luck . I do n't know whether I 'll ever see you again . It 's going to be hell there , but I 'd give ten years of my life for your chance to be in it . '' The Twentieth Century * left New York at six in the evening , and was supposed to arrive at Chicago at seven next morning . But it lost time that night . We were running behind another train . Among the travellers in my Pullman was comrade Hartman , like myself in the secret service of the Iron Heel .