one o'clock
`` I am glad of that , '' said Ethne , and she bade Willoughby wait within the enclosure until she returned , and went out by herself to see that the way was clear . The garden was quite empty . Durrance had disappeared from it , and the great stone terrace of the house and the house itself , with its striped sunblinds , looked a place of sleep . It was getting towards one o'clock , and the very birds were quiet amongst the trees . Indeed the quietude of the garden struck upon Ethne 's senses as something almost strange . Only the bees hummed drowsily about the flowerbeds , and the voice of a lad was heard calling from the slopes of meadow on the far side of the creek . She returned to Captain Willoughby .