about ten o'clock
By-the-way ! '' cried Fulkerson , slapping himself on the leg , `` why not have the dinner and the reception both ? '' `` I do n't understand , '' said Dryfoos . `` Why , have a select little dinner for ten or twenty choice spirits of the male persuasion , and then , about ten o'clock , throw open your palatial drawing-rooms and admit the females to champagne , salads , and ices . It is the very thing ! Come ! '' `` What do you think of it , Mr. March ? ''