about ten o'clock
The maid wondered what it all meant . Dyce Lashmar was abundantly satisfied with himself . `` Am I doing it well ? '' he quietly asked of Constance , somewhere about ten o'clock , and on receiving the reply , `` Very well , '' he gave his friend a more benignant smile than he had bestowed upon her since the old days of semi-sentimental intimacy . He would much have liked to talk over the evening with her before he went to bed ; as that was impossible , he pressed her hand very warmly at leave-taking , looking her steadily in the eyes , and said in a low voice . `` To-morrow . '' He was greatly satisfied with himself , and , in consequence , felt overflowing with kindliness towards all the sons and daughters of men .