ten o'clock
The tippet , which was the only one thing which had escaped mischief , for the plain reason that it had not been worn on the Sunday with the frock , was laid in the same drawer ; and then the needles and silk and cotton were collected , and the bits and shreds picked up , and the room restored to order as if nothing wonderful had happened . The last thing Mrs. Fairchild did in that room was to take up the gloves and give them to Betty , to see what could be done with them the next day , and then she , with the happy young girl , put on shawls and walked on the gravel before the house , for it was still hot . `` Well , we have had a happy , happy evening , dear Mrs. Fairchild , '' said Bessy ; `` I never thought I should love you so much . '' The party did not come home till ten o'clock ; they had had such an evening as Lucy and Emily had never known before ; but they had often thought of poor Bessy , and wished for her many times , and their mother too . Mrs. Goodriche had also been uneasy about Bessy . How surprised , then , they were to see her looking so cheerful , and Mrs. Fairchild also seeming to be equally happy . `` I will tell you all about it when we get to our room , aunt , '' whispered Bessy ; `` but I do not deserve such kindness .