eight o'clock
Daly had gone and he must get upon his track as soon as possible . Running down the steps , he jumped into the car and told the man to drive to the station . The twelve o'clock train went to London , but there was a connection by which one could reach Liverpool at about four in the morning . It was now eight o'clock , and Foster walked up and down the platform , growling at his folly , for a minute or two . Then he ascertained that there was another train for Liverpool in half an hour which would arrive at noon , and sending the car away , waited about the office until he could get tickets . After all , he might find Daly before the steamer sailed . On his way to Liverpool , Foster tried to review the situation calmly .