ten o'clock
`` I did like the theatre in Chinatown . I went with Nanine sometimes . '' So at half-past nine we drove to a theatre . The performance began at ten o'clock and continued till one in the morning , with a break in the middle for supper . It was a light musical farce , well acted and sung , and I enjoyed it . Suzee looked on profoundly silent , and seemed to be quite wide-awake all through it . Just before one o'clock she leant to me and whispered : `` When does the killing begin ? ''