ten o'clock
She stopped the guttural , wheedling voice with a quick , vehement gesture . `` Give me time to think -- give me until to-morrow morning . '' `` What time to-morrow morning ? '' `` At ten o'clock , '' -- there was desperation in her face -- `` at ten to-morrow I will tell you ` yes ' or ` no . ' '' She was clutching at a straw , clinging to a faint hope which had not entirely deserted her : she might yet get a letter from Van Lennop , just a line to let her know that he cared enough to send it ; and if it came , a single sentence , she knew well enough what her answer to Dubois would be . `` Until to-morrow . '' The old Frenchman bowed low in clumsy and unaccustomed politeness , but gloating satisfaction shone from his deep-set eyes , small and hard as two gray marbles .