ten o'clock
He noticed that her neck was beautiful and that her hair looped itself gracefully upon the back of it . Her nose was straight and fine , sensitive because of its thin partitioning walls . He followed her into the library and they went out on the porch . Presently he returned -- it was ten o'clock -- and she came also . Davis had gone to his room , Mrs. Hibberdell to hers . `` I think I 'll read , '' he said , aimlessly . `` Why anything like that ? ''