about ten o'clock
Extracts from letters that Bobby Galleon wrote to Alice Galleon about this time : `` ... But , of course , I am sorrier than I can say that it 's so dull . That 's due to charity , my dear , and if you will go and fling yourself into the depths of Yorkshire because a girl like Ola Hunting chooses to think she 's unhappy and lonely you 've only yourself to thank . Moreover there 's your husband to be considered . I do n't suppose , for a single instant , that he really prefers to be left alone , with his infant son , mind you , howling at the present moment because his nurse wo n't let him swallow the glass marbles , and you can picture to yourself -- if you want to make yourself thoroughly unhappy -- your Robert sitting , melancholy throughout the long evening , alone , desolate , creeping to bed somewhere about ten o'clock . `` So there we are -- you 're bored to death and I 've no one to growl at when I come back from the City -- all Ola Hunting 's fault -- wring the girl 's neck . Meanwhile here I sit and every evening I 'll write whatever comes into my head and never look back on it again but stick it into an envelope and send it to you . You know me too well by now to be disappointed at anything .