ten o'clock at
night
During the past week she had twice taken the wrong bus , and come home very wet and tired . Another day she had taken the wrong train when coming back from South London , and had found herself at Baker Street instead of Sloane Square . These things tried her beyond reason with the sense of loneliness , of incapacity , of uncertainty . Then she had thought that , with very quiet black clothes , she could go anywhere , but her mother had discovered that she sometimes came back from the Girls ' Club in Bermondsey as late as ten o'clock at night , and there had been a fuss . Rose had forgotten the fact that she was very fair and very good to look at ; she found , half-consciously , that her beauty had its drawbacks . There did not seem to be any reason why she should spare her strength in any way . So , a little wan and tremulous , she appeared at the early morning service , and then , after walking back in any weather , there was a dull little breakfast , and soon after that she got to work .