ten o'clock
It does not matter after all : his best monument is in the hearts that love him and the souls he fed . As I stood there a little brown bird hopped among the vines that covered the grave , pecked its breakfast from a dry seed-pod , perched on the head-stone with a grateful twitter , as grace after meat , and flew away , leaving me comforted by the little sermon it had preached . ' ` I do n't wish to hurt your feelings , dear , but if this is Rome I must say it is a very nasty place , ' began Lavinia , as they went stumbling through the mud and confusion of a big , unfinished station on their arrival at the eternal city . ` People of sense do n't judge a place at ten o'clock of a pitch-dark , rainy night , especially if they are hungry , tired , and , excuse me , love , rather cross , ' returned Amanda , severely , as they piled into a carriage and drove to Piazzi di Spagna . ` I see a divine fountain ! A splendid palace ! Now it 's a statue of some sort !