eleven o’clock
He must depend upon Miss Fosbrook for watching over her and saving her , as his little Susie could not yet do ; and for letting him know from time to time how she was going on , and whether he ought to give up everything and come home . He had tears in his eyes as he thanked Christabel for her earnest promise to watch and tend Mrs. Merrifield with a daughter 's care ; and her heart swelled with strong deep feeling of sorrow and sympathy with these two brave-hearted loving people , doing their duty at all costs so steadily ; and she was full of gladness and thankfulness that they could treat her as a true and trusty friend . He walked away , feeling far too much to bear any eye upon him ; and Susan was found to be crying quietly , making her thread wet through , and her needle squeak at every stitch , at the sad news that Mamma never was to be quite well , even though assured that she was likely to be much better than she had been for months past . Bessie shed no tears ; but Miss Fosbrook , who had been hindered all day by Sam 's Euclid and Colenso , and had sat up till half-past eleven o'clock to make the two Sunday frocks nice enough for the journey , on going into the bed-room to lay them out for the morning , saw a little face raised from the pillow of one of the small white beds , and found her broad awake . Bessie never could go to sleep properly when anything out of the common way was coming to pass , so that was the less wonder ; but she had a great deal in her head , and she was glad to get Christabel to kneel down by her , to listen to her whispers . `` Dear Christabel , I am so sorry . I never cared about it before ! ''