half past ten o’clock
Just like a ghost . It makes my flesh creep now ! '' It did not seem such a terrible thing to her at the moment , for she had in her pocket the licence to marry the Honourable Tom Ferrol upon the morrow , and she thought , with joy , of seeing him just as soon as she set foot in the doorway of the Manor Casimbault . It was something of a shock to her that she did not see him for quite a half hour after she arrived home , and that was half past ten o'clock . But women forget neglect quickly in the delight of a lover 's presence ; so her disappointment passed . Yet she could not help speaking of it . `` Why were n't you at the door to meet me when I came back to-night with that-that in my pocket ? ''