noon
For God 's sake , let me shut up this piano that is making a ghost of you ! You will get so stirred up you ca n't close your eyes , -- you know you will ; and then I shall cry till day-break . If you do n't care for yourself , dearie , do try to care a little for the old woman who loves you better than her life , and who never can sleep till she knows your precious head is on its pillow . My pretty darling , you are killing me by inches , and I shall stay here on my knees until you leave the piano , if that is not till noon to-morrow . You may order me away ; but not a step will I stir . God help you , my bairn ! '' Mrs. Gerome made an effort to extricate her hands , but the iron grasp was relentless ; and , in a tone of great annoyance , she exclaimed , -- `` Oh , Elsie !