two o'clock
Honor slept between the blankets that night , and her slumbers were haunted by a vision of Miss Maitland , as an avenging spectre , arrayed in the mutilated sheets . The dream was certainly prophetic , for the house-mistress was extremely angry on discovering the damage done , and gave Honor a lecture such as she richly deserved . `` You will stay in from cricket to-day , and mend the sheets , '' she decreed , at the conclusion of the scolding . `` You will find them ready fixed by two o'clock . I shall expect the seams to be neatly run , and the edges turned over and hemmed . '' Honor groaned . After the excitement of yesterday 's match , she had been looking forward to the cricket practice ; moreover , she hated sewing .