Ten o'clock
There was a lighted lamp in the room , and Marnier was quietly laying his master 's supper . `` At what hour ? '' asked Wogan . `` Ten o'clock , monsieur , at the little postern in the garden wall . '' `` And the time now ? '' `` Nine . '' Wogan dressed with some ceremony , supped , and at eight minutes to ten slipped down the stairs and out of doors .