ten o'clock
`` I 've had plenty of food all day , '' said Barrie -- `` food for thought . '' She cleared a place on the one table by pushing a few school-books out of the way . She had been sitting in the twilight , for she was not allowed to have matches . Their possession might have tempted her to burn gas after ten o'clock , when at latest all lights had to be out . Now , Janet Hepburn brought a box of matches on the tray ; and the gas , when lit , showed the sparsely furnished room with its gray-painted , pictureless wall , against which Barrie 's red hair glowed like a flame . Outside the open window the old ivy and the young peeping roses , which had been green and pink and gold in the twilight , lost their colour as the gas flared up , and evening out of doors darkened into night . `` I 've brought you bread and cheese with a slice of cold beef , '' announced Miss Hepburn , `` and Mrs. Muir has baked you a potato , but I am not sure whether your grandmother would approve of that .