ten o'clock
As for the simple marguerites , she took them up gingerly . The arc these described through the air was even greater than that performed by the violets . `` I 'm a silly fool , I suppose , '' she murmured , turning back into the room again . It was ten o'clock when the colonel bade his guests good night as they tumbled out of his motor-boat . They were in more or less exuberant spirits ; for the colonel knew how to do two things particularly well : order a dinner , and avoid the many traps set for him by scheming mamas and eligible widows . Abbott , the Barone and Harrigan , arm in arm , marched on ahead , whistling one tune in three different keys , while Courtlandt set the pace for the padre . All through the dinner the padre had watched and listened .