eleven o'clock
She 's a littlish girl , may be seventeen or eighteen , with yellow-like hair . I have n't knowed well what to do ; I thought I 'd ought to send her to the ` orspital , but then I found the henvelope in her pocket , an ' we thought we 'd just wait a day to see if anybody answered us . And I did n't like to act heartless with her , neither ; she 's a motherless thing , so she says , an ' only wants for to earn her keep and her sleep ; an ' I do n't think there 's no harm in her , s ` far as I can see . She come into the shop last night was three weeks , just after eleven o'clock , and she says , ` If you please , mum , ' she says , speakin ' very nice , ` can you give me a bed for sevenpence ? ' ` Why , I do n't know about that , ' says I , ` I have n't a bedroom as I let usial under a shilling . ' Then she was for goin ' straight away , without another word . And she was so quiet like , it took me as I could n't send her off without asking her something about herself .