one o'clock
It was about one o'clock in the morning , while we were still there , that Inspector Lyle and the officers from Scotland Yard came to arrest Lord Arthur on the charge of murdering his brother . You can imagine our dismay and distress . Like everyone else , I had learned from the afternoon papers that Lord Chetney was not dead , but that he had returned to England , and , on arriving at Chetney House , I had been told that Lord Arthur had gone to the Bath Hotel to look for his brother and to inform him that if he wished to see their father alive he must come to him at once . Although it was now past one o'clock , Arthur had not returned . None of us knew where Madame Zichy lived , so we could not go to recover Lord Chetney 's body . We spent a most miserable night , hastening to the window whenever a cab came into the square , in the hope that it was Arthur returning , and endeavoring to explain away the facts that pointed to him as the murderer . I am a friend of Arthur 's , I was with him at Harrow and at Oxford , and I refused to believe for an instant that he was capable of such a crime ; but as a lawyer I could not help but see that the circumstantial evidence was strongly against him .