About ten
o'clock
`` Send one o ' the kids to tell my boy I 'm stayin ' here , '' she said , `` and then just you get 'em all to bed -- there 's too much noise about the house . '' The children , who were orphaned grandchildren of the dying woman , were sent to bed , and then Jim himself was packed off to refresh himself for the next day 's labours , for the poor old fellow still doddered about the workshop . The silence of the sick-room spread over the whole house . About ten o'clock the doctor came again and instructed Honor how to alleviate the patient 's last hours . All night long she sat watching her dying sister , hand and eye alert to anticipate every wish . No word broke the awful stillness . The first thing in the morning , Mercy 's married daughter , the only child of hers living in London , arrived to nurse her mother .