Quarter to ten
Other men , meeting other women , or parting from other women , came and went . Norma liked the big , homely boy in olive drab , who kissed the little homely mother so affectionately . She glanced at her wrist watch , twisted about to confirm its unwelcome news by the big clock . Quarter to ten , and no Chris . Norma settled down again to waiting and watching . Ten o'clock . Quarter past ten .