ten o'clock
Miss Whichello rejected this officious offer by dryly remarking that she had accomplished the worst part of her journey , and bidding the chaplain ` Good-night , ' tripped across the square to her own Jenny Wren nest . Cargrim looked after her with a doubtful look as she vanished into the darkness , then , turning on his heel , walked swiftly down the street towards Eastgate . He had as much aversion to getting wet as a cat , and put his best foot foremost so as to reach the palace before the rain came on . Besides , it was ten o'clock -- a late hour for a respectable parson to be abroad . ` She 's been trying to see Jentham , ' thought Mr Cargrim , recalling Miss Whichello 's nervous hesitation . ` I wonder what she knows about him . The man is a mystery , and is in Beorminster for no good purpose .