about ten o'clock
I 'm going straight home to tell grandma how you act ! ' ` And so am I , ' Harold said , rising as she did , but keeping his arm around her as they went slowly along in the soft September night , with the stars , which were shining for the first time on Maude 's grave , looking down upon then , and a thought of Maude in their hearts , and her dear name often upon their lips , as they talked of the past as lovers will , trying to recall just when it was that friendship ceased and love began , and deciding finally that neither knew nor cared when it was , so great was their present joy and anticipation of the future . ` Grandma , Jerrie has promised to be my wife ! ' Harold said to his grandmother that night when he took Jerrie in to her about ten o'clock , during which time they had walked to the Tramp House , and sitting down upon the chair which would hold but one , had talked the whole matter over , from the morning Harold first saw the sweet little face in the carpet-bag to the present moment when the same sweet face was pressed lovingly against his , and the same arms which had clung to him in the snow were around his neck in the darkness , as they went over with the old , old story , newest always and best to the last one who listens to it and believes that it is true . ` Father , I have promised to marry Harold , ' Jerrie said to Arthur the next morning as she stood before him in the Gretchen room , with Harold 's hand in hers , and a look in her face something like what Gretchen 's had worn when Arthur first called her his wife . ` Lord bless you , I knew it was coming , but did not think it would be quite so soon . You shock my nerves dreadfully , ' Arthur exclaimed , springing up and walking two or three times across the room .