one o'clock
`` When I took Marguerite to lunch to-day , '' said Hyane , `` it was to be -- married . '' `` Married ! '' repeated Bones dully , and Mr. Hyane nodded . `` Yes , we were married at half-past one o'clock to-day at the Marylebone Registry Office , and I was hoping that Marguerite would be able to tell you her good news herself . Perhaps '' -- he smiled -- `` it is n't as good news to her as it is to me . But this afternoon a most tragic thing happened . '' He threw away his cigarette , rose , and paced the room with agitated strides .