six in the evening
She would not delay it . She would be sure to come at once . And what of the welcome she would meet ? Leaving the station at London at six in the evening , she might arrive at the Priory , all impediments counted , between ten and eleven at night . Thence , coldly greeted , or not greeted , to the chamber of death . A pitiable and cruel reception for a woman upon such a mission ! His mingled calculations and meditations reached that exclamatory terminus in feeling , and settled on the picture of Diana , about as clear as light to blinking eyes , but enough for him to realize her being there and alone , woefully alone .