midnight
Dear , dear ! You both look so unutterably tired . I wonder had you better go to bed , quite straight ? '' It seemed to be suggested as a last resource of the desperate , though the hour was close on midnight . `` And the children have been pillow-fighting , till Mr. Vyvian -- the creature -- came down with nothing in particular on , to complain to me that he could n't sleep . Sleep , you know ! It was n't after ten -- but it seems he had a headache , as usual , because Mrs. Johnson had insisted on going to look at pictures with him and Rhoda , and her remarks were such -- Nervous prostration , poor Mr. Vyvian .