ten o'clock
About eight o'clock the doctor drove up , and in a few moments Milly was carried in his and her father 's strong arms and gently laid in the cushioned carriage , and then slowly driven away from the home which now for the first time in her life she was leaving . The eyes of the onlookers were as moist as the dewy herbage on which they stood , and many a voice trembled in the farewell given in response to Milly 's ` Good-bye . ' Throughout the whole of that dark day Milly 's mother never left the cottage ; and when her husband , weary and dispirited , returned at nightfall , she could scarcely nerve herself to question him lest some word of his should add another stab to her already sorely wounded heart . When ten o'clock struck , and Abraham Lord laid his hand on the key to shoot the lock for the night , he burst into tears , and turning to his wife , said : ` Never , my lass , wi ' Milly on th ' wrong side ' ; and for months the parents slept with an unbarred door . * * * * * ` You have a remarkable patient in Milly Lord , ' said Dr. Franks to Nurse West one morning . ` I have indeed , doctor . I never met with another like her in all my seven years ' experience . '