ten o'clock
he whispered in her ear . `` No , not late , '' she replied ; `` they will go on to the barn in time for the supper , you may be sure of that . Why do you ask ? '' `` I will have the supper served at ten o'clock , '' he continued to whisper , `` but I 'll not sit down to it . Not without you . '' `` Do n't be foolish , Béla , '' she retorted . But even as he spoke , a little gleam of satisfaction , of gratified vanity , of anticipatory revenge , shot through her velvety dark eyes .