ten o'clock
Her eyes fell upon the open book which lay face downward where she had forgotten it . Then she remembered . `` I wish no living thing to suffer pain . '' It was long past ten o'clock and the corridors stretched out their dusky deserted length from one dim gas-jet to another flickering in the shadows , when Lucine crept back to her room . Laura raised a wide-eyed anxious face from the white pillow . `` Lucine , I could n't sleep until I knew . '' The older girl sat down on the bed and drew the little figure close .