ten in the morning
But the tall figure beside her -- that was not the major . She took up her lorgnon . It was -- no it could not be -- yet surely it _ was _ Harry ! Lazy Harry , up and out , and squiring Mrs. Purdie to the review at half-past ten in the morning ! `` Are we all mad ? '' Flora thought . The three little figures , the one going up , the two coming down , touched opposite fringes of the grove -- disappeared within it .