two o'clock
Mary simply nodded , her blue eyes misty . She could not trust herself to speak . `` To-morrow -- I 'll -- tell you , '' she faltered , then hurried to overtake Constance and Marjorie , who were half-way upstairs . The `` talk '' lasted until two o'clock that morning . It was interspersed with laughter , fond embracing and a few tears . When it ended , Marjorie 's dream of friendship had come true . Mary had more to say than the others .