six o'clock
She had slipped out noiselessly , a few minutes after she left the library . The sun had completely set now and it was damp and cold , with the dead leaves , and the sodden autumn feeling in the air . Zara Shulski shivered , in spite of the big cloak , as she peered into the gloom of the trees , when she got nearly to the Achilles statue . The rendezvous had been for six o'clock ; it was now twenty minutes past , and it was so bad for Mirko to wait in the cold . Perhaps they would have gone on . But no ; she caught sight of two shabby figures , close up under the statue , when she got sufficiently near . They came forward eagerly to meet her .