twelve o’clock
We were all up early . None of us , it appeared , had slept well , and some of us not at all . The Story Girl had been among the latter , and she looked very pale and wan , with black shadows under her deep-set eyes . Peter , however , had slept soundly enough after twelve o'clock . `` When you 've been stumping out elderberries all the afternoon it 'll take more than the Judgment Day to keep you awake all night , '' he said . `` But when I woke up this morning it was just awful . I 'd forgot it for a moment , and then it all came back with a rush , and I was worse scared than before . ''