two o'clock at night
she asked . ` My life , very well ; and the people , _ pretty _ well . There 's an old women we do n't like , old Wyat , she is cross and mysterious and tells untruths ; but I do n't think she is dishonest -- so Mary Quince says -- and that , you know , is a point ; and there is a family , father and daughter , called Hawkes , who live in the Windmill Wood , who are perfect savages , though my uncle says they do n't mean it ; but they are very disagreeable , rude people ; and except them we see very little of the servants or other people . But there has been a mysterious visit ; some one came late at night , and remained for some days , though Milly and I never saw them , and Mary Quince saw a chaise at the side-door at two o'clock at night . ' Cousin Monica was so highly interested at this that she arrested her walk and stood facing me , with her hand on my arm , questioning and listening , and lost , as it seemed , in dismal conjecture . ` It is not pleasant , you know , ' I said . ` No , it is not pleasant , ' said Lady Knollys , very gloomily .