ten o’clock
`` Oh , my dear ! '' Cassandra exclaimed , as if no further words were needed . `` Of course , we disagree about every subject under the sun , '' she exclaimed , `` but I think he 's the cleverest man I 've ever met -- and you 're the most beautiful woman , '' she added , looking at Katharine , and as she looked her face lost its animation and became almost melancholy in sympathy with Katharine 's melancholy , which seemed to Cassandra the last refinement of her distinction . `` Ah , but it 's only ten o'clock , '' said Katharine darkly . `` As late as that ! Well -- ? '' She did not understand .