ten o'clock at
night
It was not the figure of anyone he knew . It was a lady , apparently , in a dark gown , and a small hat with a veil . The light was still good , and he saw her clearly . He stopped indeed to watch her , puzzled to know what a stranger could be doing in the park , and on that path at ten o'clock at night . He was aware indeed that there were gay doings at Beechmark . He had seen the illuminated garden and house from the upper park , and had caught occasional gusts of music from the band to which no doubt the quality were dancing . But the fact did n't seem to have much to do with the person he was staring at .