nine o'clock
She stayed with her child for more than an hour undisturbed , wondering whether there would be any attempt to take him away from her -- whether there was any serious meaning in those pitiless words of Daniel Granger 's . Could he think for a moment that she would surrender him ? Could he suppose that she would lose this very life of her life , and live ? At a little after nine o'clock , she heard the door of the outer nursery open , and a masculine step in the room -- her husband 's . The door between the two nurseries was half open . She could hear every word that was spoken ; she could see Daniel Granger 's figure , straight and tall and ponderous , as he stood by the table talking to Mrs. Brobson . `` I am going back to Arden the day after to-morrow , Brobson , '' he said ; `` you will have everything ready , if you please . ''