ten o'clock in the morning
At St. Martin I should find Daphne and the others , newly come from Vienna this afternoon . Friends of Jonah 's , the Bairlings . None of us others knew them . At ten o'clock in the morning I had slid out of Trieste , reckoning to reach Fladstadt in twelve hours . And , till I lost my way , I had come well . I had lost it at half-past nine and only discovered that I had lost it an hour later . It was too late to turn back then .