five o'clock
Downstairs she spoke to the concierge , saying she would return with a cab to fetch the things away . She would go , she thought , to the railway station and inquire about trains for Ventimiglia . Then having settled the hour of departure , she would dispose of a little jewellery and call in a cab at the Winters ' for her luggage . The sun had set , and the early darkness of the Riviera night had fallen , though it was only five o'clock , but the Boulevard d'Italie and the Boulevard des Moulins were brilliantly lighted . The shops looked bright and enticing , but Mary did not notice them as she would once have done . She walked quickly , and at the top of the gardens was about to turn down toward the Casino and more distant railway station when she came upon Lord and Lady Dauntrey . If she could she would have avoided them , but it was too late .