nine o'clock
Julia , the centre of this whole thrilling drama , wandered about in her great plum-coloured silk dressing-gown , commenting cheerfully enough upon the various rapid changes that were being made in her room . She picked up the little pink blanket that had been hung upon a white-enamelled clothes-horse , by the fire , and pressed it to her cheek . But now and then she stopped walking , and put her hand out toward the back of a chair as if she needed support , and then an expression crossed her face that made Jim 's soul sicken within him : an expression of fear and wonderment and childish surprise . At nine o'clock Miss Toland came in , a little pale , but very cheerful and reassuring . `` I 'm afraid -- my nerve -- will give out , Aunt Sanna ! '' Julia said , beginning her restless march again , after a hot quick kiss . `` Hear her ! ''