nearly
ten o'clock
She found herself looking out for him in the windings of the moonlit road , and when , at last , she reached the turning towards the little wood and chapel , her small feet unconsciously lingered until she felt herself blushing under her fleecy `` cloud . '' She looked down the lane . From the point where she was standing the lights of the chapel should have been plainly visible ; but now all was dark . It was nearly ten o'clock , and he must have gone home by another road . Then a spirit of adventure seized her . She had the key of the chapel in her pocket . She remembered she had left a small black Spanish fan -- a former gift of Mr. Braggs lying on the harmonium .