eleven o'clock
Good night , girls . I must look over the notes of that wretched French lecture before I go to bed . '' Rosalind sought her own room , which was in another corridor . It was late now -- past eleven o'clock . The electric light had been put out . She was well supplied with candles , however , and lighting two on the mantel-piece and two on her bureau , she proceeded to stir up her fire and to make her room warm and cozy . Rosalind still wore the pretty light silk which had given her such an elegant appearance at the Elliot-Smiths ' that afternoon .