midnight
Evelyn crept to a side window . As she reached it a white figure could be seen hurrying away through the orchard . Back in her room , Evelyn dressed with as much haste as Lucy had done , if with less care . Instead of the white frock of the evening , however , she put on a dark blue linen , for she was sure that she must follow Lucy and discover what this strange departure , stealthily made at midnight , could mean . She went down to the front door . The moment she opened it a tall figure started up from one of the long lounging chairs there , and Jeff 's voice said softly , `` Charlotte ? '' `` No , it 's Evelyn , '' she whispered back .