a quarter to ten
And then the mysterious shadows took them ; they passed into the house , the door was closed , and she was alone with the chimes : Days and moments quickly flying , Blend the living with the dead . Glory 's strength had deserted her , and she went away as she came . When she got back to Victoria , she felt for the first time as if her own little life had been swallowed up in the turmoil of London , and she had gone down to the cold depths of an icy sea . It was a quarter to ten when she returned to the ward , and the matron , with her dog on her lap , was waiting to receive her . `` Did n't I tell you that you could not go out to-night ? '' `` Yes , ma'am , '' said Glory . `` Then how did you dare to go ? ''