Ten o'clock
Come , give us a kiss to say that it 's done with , Fan ! '' He took her face in his hands and kissed her , and with a choking sob she clung to him for a moment as if she could not tear herself away . But , having got what he wanted , the man was anxious to be off . `` Ten o'clock , mind , Fan ! And a sharp lookout . There , let me put your shawl round your head . I 'll wait here till I hear you 're out of the wood . ''