about ten o’clock
I just wanted a breath of air . And they 'll shut the gates presently . It 's not far from twilight . '' She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o'clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her . She opened it and drew out a letter , and folded within it were the notes she had sent off to Ramage that day . The letter began : `` MY DEAREST GIRL , -- I can not let you do this foolish thing -- '' She crumpled notes and letter together in her hand , and then with a passionate gesture flung them into the fire . Instantly she seized the poker and made a desperate effort to get them out again .