nine o'clock
Behold he had forgotten himself . With his head up and peace in his breast , and the look in his face already , though he did not know it , that our soldier boys wear , he turned and started at a great pace down the street to the recruiting office . `` Why , you did come . '' It was nine o'clock and he stood with lighted face in the middle of the little library . And she came in ; it was an event to which he never got used , Mary 's coming into a room . The room changed always into such an astonishing place . `` Mary , I 've done it .