eleven o'clock
Even Pawson 's law books were completely hidden by the overflow and so were the tables , chairs , and shelves , together with the two wide window-sills . Nor did it seem to matter very much to the young attorney as to how or at what hours of the day or night these several articles arrived . Often quite late in the evening -- and this happened more than once -- an old fellow , pinched and wheezy , would sneak in , uncover a mysterious object wrapped in a square of stringy calico , fumble in his pocket for a scrap of paper , put his name at the bottom of it , and sneak out again five , ten , or twenty dollars better off . Once , as late as eleven o'clock , a fattish gentleman with a hooked nose and a positive dialect , assisted another stout member of his race to slide a very large object from out the tail of a cart . Whereupon there had been an interchange of wisps of paper between Pawson and the fatter of the two men , the late visitors bowing and smiling until they reached a street lantern where they divided a roll of bank-notes between them . And the delight that Pawson and Gadgem took in it all ! -- assorting , verifying , checking off -- slapping each other 's backs in glee when some doubtful find was made certain , and growing even more excited on the days when Harry and Kate would drive or ride in from Moorlands -- almost every day of late -- tie the horse and carry-all , or both saddle-horses , to St. George 's tree-boxes , and at once buckle on their armor .