eleven o'clock
I went home soon after , pondering over Deborah 's words . We retired to bed early at our house , and by ten o'clock quietness reigned everywhere . I could not sleep , however . My mind was excited by what old Deborah had told me , and when eleven o'clock came I had an intense desire to go to Fraddam 's cave . The witch of Fraddam was almost a household word among the simple people . It was said that she was constantly raising storms and working mischief , and that if any one saw her thus engaged , woe be to that one for ever after . From my earliest childhood I had been frightened with stories of Betsey Fraddam 's cave .