ten o'clock
Minutes passed . The fire would not answer to any attention , but sulkily lived out its little hour . The evening seemed interminable . It was shortly after ten o'clock when there was a knock at the door , and Elise hurried to open it , thinking there might be a message from the garage . ` It 's only me , Elise , ' said a familiar voice . ` Oh ! -- Horace , ' she laughed .