ten o'clock
The next morning Electra , dressed in white and rather pale at the lips , walked about the garden with a pretense of trimming a shrub here and there and steadying a flower . But she was waiting for her lover . She had expected him before . The ten o'clock would bring him , and he would come straight to her without stopping to see his grandmother and Osmond . But time went by , and she was nervously alert to the fact that he might not have come . Even Electra , who talked of poise and strove for it almost in her sleep , felt a little shaken at the deferred prospect of seeing him . It was after those five years , and his letters , voluminous as they were , had not told all .