ten o'clock
She paid him ; and making a pretence of examining her change in the light of a street lamp , stood still until the taxi had turned and shot out of sight . Then , with the bag of jewels which Clo had tossed into her lap , she walked home . Her latch-key opened the door of the flat , she entered her boudoir , and fell into a chair , sitting as still as the dead Peterson had sat . It was not much past ten o'clock . Five minutes later she took off hat and cloak , and peeped into her bedroom to see if her maid were there . But the room was empty , and she put away the gray mantle and toque where she had found them . She did not forget to toss carelessly upon her bed the hat she had worn in the afternoon , and a pair of white gloves ; then she rang for her maid who came almost at once .