nine o’clock
No one had gone away . Electric lights burst out and made the scene like the auditorium of some vast theatre ; but the stage and auditorium were one . Then the full moon , yellow as honey , looked over the thronged roof-gardens of tall houses opposite the tribune , and sailed high in heaven . It was past nine o'clock when Colonel O'Donnel touched me on the shoulder . `` We saw you long ago , '' he said . `` You are so tall . Shall we go home to dinner ?