about ten o'clock
The bungalow was a tiny , two-roomed shanty set on a steep bank . Everything in it was exquisite . In delicious privacy , the two girls made tea , and then they talked . Ursula need not be home till about ten o'clock . The talk was led , by a kind of spell , to love . Miss Inger was telling Ursula of a friend , how she had died in childbirth , and what she had suffered ; then she told of a prostitute , and of some of her experiences with men . As they talked thus , on the little verandah of the bungalow , the night fell , there was a little warm rain .