nearly two o'clock
She watched and watched , and at last when she returned to the house and looked at the dining-room clock , it was half-past nine , and she completely gave up all hope of her father having come on that train . A species of stupor , of terror and anxiety , seemed to overcome her . She sat by the parlor window , still staring out from mere force of habit . She knew that the next and last train that night was not due until one-thirty , presumably nearly two o'clock . She knew that there was not the slightest chance of her father 's coming until then , but her mind now centred on the telegram . It did seem as if there must be a telegram , at least . All at once a figure appeared in the road and swiftly turned into the drive .