ten o'clock
Guly expressed his willingness to obey , and drew his chair closer to the little table for the purpose , as he said , of receiving instructions . Blanche gave them , and he sat watching her taper fingers , and waiting impatiently to see the thread used up that he might proffer another . The old man talked pleasantly , Guly loved to hear him talk ; Wilkins conversed with them all in a general maner , yet watched , with a pleased expression of countenance , Blanche and Guly as they sat side by side at the little table , the blue eyes looking into the brown , and the locks of gold lending a tinge of additional brightness to the curls of jetty black . They rose to leave at ten o'clock , and the old man took Guly 's hand , expressing a hope that he would repeat his visit ; the boy uttered what his heart at the moment felt , that it was the pleasantest evening of his life , and his memory of it would not fail to induce him soon to seek a like enjoyment . Guly walked home like one in a dream . A seed had fallen on his heart 's rich soil , to spring up in time into fragrant bloom . In the holiest niche of his heart a new lamp was lighted , and it burned before the image of a Virgin !