ten o’clock
`` Because the man before me said ` Hampstead , ' sir , '' answered the driver . Over and over again , on the wearisome journey to the northwestern suburb , Midwinter asked if the cab was still in sight . Over and over again , the man answered , `` Right in front of us . '' It was between nine and ten o'clock when the driver pulled up his horse at last . Midwinter got out , and saw the cab before them waiting at a house door . As soon as he had satisfied himself that the driver was the man whom Mr. Bashwood had hired , he paid the promised reward , and dismissed his own cab . He took a turn backward and forward before the door .