eight o'clock
In fact , inscrutability is about the most comfortable expression that a person can wear , though the truth is that just now Jane was not really inscrutable at all . She was merely looking at William and thinking of Mr. Parcher . The confidential talk between mother and daughter at noon was not the last to take place that day . At nightfall -- eight o'clock in this pleasant season -- Jane was saying her prayers beside her bed , while her mother stood close by , waiting to put out the light . `` An ' bless mamma and papa an ' -- '' Jane murmured , coming to a pause . `` An ' -- an ' bless Willie , '' she added , with a little reluctance . `` Go on , dear , '' said her mother .