nearly eleven o'clock
Ho ! Dolly ! Dolly shall be mine , Before the spray is white with May Or blooms the eglantine . '' After this singing-lesson was over it was nearly eleven o'clock , but up to this time Edgar had shown no realizing sense of his engagements . `` The dinner is over , and the theatre party is safe , '' thought Polly . `` Now comes the ` tug of war , ' that mysterious game of billiards . '' But Mrs. Oliver was equal to the occasion .