twelve o'clock
It was Saturday night , eight days after the elopement . Mostyn had that day been irritated -- that is , as much as a man in his plight could be irritated by any extraneous incident -- by Delbridge 's open criticism of the negligent condition of some of his accounts . The work of going over the books with his successor in rectifying really glaring mistakes detained him at the bank till late at night . It was twelve o'clock when he finally reached home , ascended to his room , and began to undress . He had thrown off his coat , when he heard voices and movements in the nursery adjoining his room . At once he was all attention . He had his usual overpowering yearning to see his child .