ten o'clock
It brought the tears to his eyes to think of her attempt to cheer him with her prophecy of happiness for him . Happiness for him ! Dream as vain as his Cleo 's lust for glory ! It was past ten o'clock , and the sea-front was already deserted . He strolled eastward , following the roadway to where the houses ended , when it swept round the foot of the cliff , on whose top rose the ancient castle , and eventually degenerated into an ascending foot-path protected by a wooden rail . He stayed awhile at the bend , gazing into the immense darkness , in which , here and there , glimmered a light from a passing vessel , and listening to the swish of the water lapping the foot of the sea-wall . A fisherman preparing his bait hailed him `` Good-night ! ''