seven o'clock
He felt assured that they were all Americans . Probably they were ; but there are still some stray fools of American birth who can not accept the great American doctrine as the only Ararat visible in this present flood . Perhaps one of these accompanied Hawksley to the street . Whatever he was , one had upon order met every south-going train since seven o'clock that morning , when Quasimodo , paying from the gold hidden in his belt , had sent forth the telegraphic alarm . The man hurried across the street and followed Hawksley by matching his steps . His business was merely to learn the other 's destination and then to report . Across the earth a tempest had been loosed ; but Ariel did not ride it , Caliban did .