about ten o'clock
-- Lie still , lie still , my poor fluttering heart ! -- What will become of me ! Almost twelve o'clock , Saturday night . He sent Mrs. Jewkes , about ten o'clock , to tell me to come to him . Where ? said I. I 'll shew you , said she . I went down three or four steps , and saw her making to his chamber , the door of which was open : So I said , I can not go there !