ten o'clock
If you do not go , I shall expose you . '' Courtlandt opened the gate . `` And if I refuse ? '' `` Why , in that case , being the American that I am , without any particular reverence for royalty or nobility , as it is known , I promise to thrash you soundly to-morrow morning at ten o'clock , in the dining-room , in the bureau , the drawing-room , wherever I may happen to find you . '' Courtlandt turned on his heel and hurried back to the villa . He did not look over his shoulder . If he had , he might have felt pity for the young man who leaned heavily against the gate , his burning face pressed upon his rain-soaked sleeve .