ten o’clock
`` It might have been a very awkward obstacle , so far as Pedgift the elder is concerned , if one of his suggestions had been carried out ; I mean , if an officer of the London police had been brought down here to look at me . It is a question , even now , whether I had better not take to the thick veil again , which I always wear in London and other large places . The only difficulty is that it would excite remark in this inquisitive little town to see me wearing a thick veil , for the first time , in the summer weather . `` It is close on ten o'clock ; I have been dawdling over my diary longer than I supposed . `` No words can describe how weary and languid I feel . Why do n't I take my sleeping drops and go to bed ? There is no meeting between Armadale and Miss Milroy to force me into early rising to-morrow morning .