eleven o'clock
The footstep became more audible . Her lips tightened a little . The hour was late . It must be already after eleven o'clock . Her eyes grew perturbed . Perhaps it was only one of the unknown tenants of the floor below going to his or her room ; but , on the other hand , no one had come near the garret since last night , when that strange and , yes , sinister trick of fate had thrust upon her the personality of Gypsy Nan , and it was hoping for too much to expect such seclusion to obtain much longer . There were too many who must be interested , vitally interested , in Gypsy Nan !