ten
o'clock
She was warmed and comforted by the chocolate and the food . She enjoyed the second cup just brought her . She begged the stewardess to stay , yet only faintly protested when told she had to go . Once again Pancha was alone when the chiming tinkle , four bells , told that ten o'clock had come , and then for a moment she turned cold again and shrank within her rugs and wraps , for Loring slowly and deliberately rose and looked toward her . Now he was coming . Now he would speak . Now he would demand of her to explain her part in the wicked thing that had happened .