ten o'clock
And there , after all her labors and fears , scratches in her flesh and rents in her clothes , -- there she was alone . Penn had not come . Perhaps he would not come . It was by this time ten o'clock . What should she do ? Remain , hoping that he would yet fulfil his promise ? or return the way she came , unsatisfied , disheartened , weary , her heart and strength sustained by no word of comfort from him , by no tidings from her father ?