about ten o'clock
`` You may think , '' he said , `` that I 've been of some help to you ; but you can never know of what help you two have been to me . '' `` Oh , rot ! '' said Doe , tossing a pencil into the air . § 5 It was about ten o'clock when I came away from Monty 's home in the Eski Line , where I had made my Confession . I retain an impression of myself , as I walked homeward through the darkness , moving along the summits above Y Ravine . I was listening to the nervous night-firing of the Turk , who was apprehensive of something in the morning , and hearing in my mind Monty 's last words : `` Forget those things which are behind , and press towards the mark of your high calling . '' Walking along the Peninsula at night being always a gloomy matter , I was glad to arrive at the dug-out , where Doe was already under his blankets .