Eight o'clock
A strong smell of disinfectants came out into the warm garden as she opened the door of a glazed brick building . The blinds were down to keep out the sun . The building was lined with white glazed brick , and two straight burdens lay on a trestle-table . `` Eight o'clock to-morrow , '' said the Matron , coming out again and locking the door . Jane had gone . She was as confident as the baby in her absence . It was that which impressed Anne .