ten o'clock
That very afternoon , while they were bringing the puppy to college , she had almost tipped the buggy over into a puddle . Berta had no right to impose upon her like this , and make her do the worst part of the work every time . Why , even when they went calling together , Bea always had to do the knocking and walk in first and manage the conversation and everything . And now Berta was having fun at the spread , and it must be near ten o'clock , for the watchman had already shuffled softly past and turned the gas still lower . And she knew her foot was going to sleep , and she could never feel the same toward Berta Abbott again . Bea was so sorry for herself that her lip began to quiver over a sobbing breath , when steps came hurrying helter-skelter , the door banged open , and Berta dived in . `` Oh , Bea , I 'm dreadfully sorry !