one o'clock in the
afternoon
Have some more of the olives . '' `` Thanks , I will . '' The two were seated in a well-known restaurant , by a window looking down on a busy thoroughfare . It was shortly after one o'clock in the afternoon but the lights were lit , as a dense fog peculiar to San Francisco had filled the atmosphere with an opaque gloom . There is a peculiar attractiveness about a first class metropolitan restaurant . It is a warm and pleasant refuge from the bleak heartlessness and merciless activity of a great city . Jim , in an unconscious way , was aware of this inner delightfulness of the large softly lighted room , with the noiseless and obsequious waiters , the flowers , the music , the presence of many women , whose beauty and charm made the social life of this remarkable city a brilliant one .