ten o'clock
`` What on earth are you doing here ? '' Birdie 's mother , faded and anxious , and looking unfamiliar in bonnet and cape , was evidently embarrassed by Nance 's unexpected presence . `` He sent for me , '' she said , nervously , twitching at the fringe on her cape . `` I wrote to his wife , but he sent word fer me to come here an ' see him at ten o'clock . Is it ten yet ? '' `` Mr. Clarke sent for _ you _ ? '' Nance began incredulously ; then remembering that a stenographer 's first business is to attend to her own , she crossed the room with quite a professional manner and tapped lightly on the door of the inner office .