about
nine o'clock
He was soon asleep , but Thirza lay awake , not exactly worrying , for that was not her nature , but seeing Noel 's face , pale , languid , passionate , possessed by memory . Noel reached her father 's house next day late in the afternoon . There was a letter in the hall for her . She tore it open , and read : `` MY DARLING LOVE , `` I got back all right , and am posting this at once to tell you we shall pass through London , and go from Charing Cross , I expect about nine o'clock to-night . I shall look out for you , there , in case you are up in time . Every minute I think of you , and of last night . Oh !