ten o'clock
`` Yes -- you beautiful fury . It was your image kept me awake . I shall sleep sounder when you are out of this house . '' `` I shall be ready to start at ten o'clock , '' said Vixen , in a business-like tone which curiously contrasted this sudden gust of passion on the part of her foe , and humiliated him to the dust . He loathed himself for having let her see her power to hurt him . She left him , and went straight upstairs to her room , and gave Phoebe directions about the packing of her portmanteaux , with no more outward semblance of emotion than she might have shown had she been starting on a round of pleasant visits under the happiest circumstances . The faithful Phoebe began to cry when she heard that Miss Tempest was going away for a long time , and that she was not to go with her ; and poor Vixen had to console her maid instead of brooding upon her own griefs .