ten o'clock
`` I must be putting a sight up on Black Tom . A dirty old trouss , God forgive me , if he is my grandfather , but he knows the Manx yarns about right . If it had been Midsummer day now , and Philip had been in bed somewhere , it might have been his spirit coming home while he was sleeping to where his heart is -- they 're telling of the like , anyway . '' Kate read the mystery after her own manner , and on the following night , at the approach of ten o'clock , she went into the parlour of the hall , whence a window looked out on to the road . The day had been dull and the night was misty . A heavy white hand seemed to have come down on to the face of sea and land . Everything lay still and dead and ghostly .