ten o'clock
Mr. Agnew told stories about painters and painting , and was delightful . No less so was the nice gossip upstairs in Louisa 's room which followed dinner , or the afternoon frolic with Daisy , or the long evening spent in looking over books and photographs . Altogether the day seemed only too short . As they went out of the gate at ten o'clock , Mr. Agnew following , lo ! a dark figure emerged from behind a tree and joined Clover . It was Clarence ! `` I thought I 'd just walk this way , '' he explained , `` the house has been dreadfully dull all day without you . ''