eight o'clock
He might be tired of me as a guest thrust upon him . He might be sick of the American boys , and the soldier , Barrie 's latest collected specimen -LRB- the Douglas youth also is travelling _ en automobile _ -RRB- , or he might have reflected that it would be well to find out in advance where Mrs. Bal meant to pass her Edinburgh week . He must have realized that such a spoiled pet of society was as likely to visit admiring friends as to put up at a hotel . We left Melrose a little before eight o'clock , promising Aline and the Vannecks -LRB- who hate getting up early -RRB- to engage rooms for them at the Caledonian Hotel . We had forty-six miles before us , but the Gray Dragon bolts a mile as a dog bolts an oyster , and as it was too early for many other dragons of his kind to be on the march , Somerled did a little discreet scorching through the lovely green and gold and purple landscape , past Galashiels , Stow , and Heriot . This haste -- which did n't mean less speed -- gave us time for a detour of a few miles to Rosslyn Chapel , which it would have been a shame to miss . I wish I knew more about architecture !