ten o’clock
I wondered at Craig , and said , rather angrily -- ` He thinks only of those wretched miners and shantymen of his . ' She looked at me with wonder in her eyes , and said gently , ` And are they not Christ 's too ? ' And I found no word to reply . It was nearing ten o'clock , and I was wondering how the fight was going , and hoping that Mrs. Mavor would not be needed , when the door opened , and old man Nelson and Sandy , the latter much battered and ashamed , came in with the word for Mrs. Mavor . ` I will come , ' she said simply . She saw me preparing to accompany her , and asked , ` Do you think you can leave him ? ' ` He will do quite well in Nelson 's care . '