midnight
Instead of making the grand entrance from the end you sneak in at the side and sit in a kind of a pew thing , making faces at some one across the aisle . Wilbur got sore 'cause he blew himself for a couple of tickets and the conductor , I mean , the guard , did n't come around to collect them until we go nearly into London . He wanted to bet an Englishman , on the other side of the hall , $ 5 -- Bly me , I mean a pound , that he could make the same trip for nothing and hand the guard a group of chatter that would get him all the way into town . `` When we crawled out of the caboose in London we thought it was midnight , but on asking a cop -- my word , I mean Bobby -- he said it was nothing but a fog . Wilbur told him that if he wanted him to see much of his blooming city he would have to bring around a dark lantern . `` We called a cab and started for the Savoy . All true Americans when they go to London stop at the Savoy .