a quarter after nine
Cora was proud and haughty . In this respect she was unlike the average Camp Girl , making the contrast , in Harriet 's eyes , all the more marked . Harriet bade both girls a courteous good night as she turned in to her cot . They were more slow to get to bed , and a guardian 's voice reminding them that it was then a quarter after nine , fifteen minutes past the time when lights should be out , caused the two girls quickly to extinguish the lantern that hung on the centre pole and seek their cots . Harriet in a half doze realized that they were talking . She roused herself , not to listen , but because they had disturbed her . But Harriet would not ask them to be quiet .