nine o'clock
You have a right to know how your colors went ; '' and Miss Sanford 's face flamed with its sudden blush , but she spoke no word . Mrs. Stannard , smiling and happy , but seeing everything as usual , noted that Ray , too , had flushed underneath the deep tan of his frontier complexion , but he came to the rescue blithely as ever . `` Ah , Miss Sanford , it would have been easy enough if I had only had Monarchist ; though Dandy did nobly , bless him ! '' It was a blissful evening , and all too short , for the doctor simply ended it by wheeling Ray home at nine o'clock and putting him to bed . For two days more he was incessantly up the row in his wheeled chair . Twice Gleason saw him _ tête-à-tête _ with Miss Sanford on the piazza , and the garrison ladies were slyly twitting him with his prospects of being cut out . The whole garrison by this time saw that he and Ray were not on speaking terms .