midnight
Pass me yer plate to fill up , me dear . '' Marjorie ate -- she remembered it vaguely afterwards , in her sleep -- a great deal of everything on the table . It did not seem possible , when she remembered , also vaguely , all the things there had been ; but the facts were against her . She finished with a large cup of coffee , which should have kept her awake till midnight ; and lay back smiling drowsily in her chair . The last thing she remembered was somebody picking her up like a small baby and carrying her out of the dining-room and up the stairs to her own bed , and laying her down on it ; and a heavy tread behind her carrier , which must have been Mrs. O'Mara 's , for a rich voice that belonged to it had said , `` Shure it 's a lovely sight , yer carryin ' her around like a child . It 's the lovely pair yez make , Mr. Francis ! '' And then she remembered a tightening of arms around her for an instant , before she was laid carefully on her own cot and left alone .