ten o'clock
`` The Bishop will keep to his study till noon -- '' `` And Mrs. Handsomebody goes to market ! '' I chimed in . `` Good . I 'll be at the Cathedral corner at ten o'clock . Meet me there . Now you 'd better cut home . '' He took my arm and led me down the strange winding stairway , through the cool damp passage where the grapevine grew , to the sunken doorstep .