three o'clock
`` Never say you ca n't help anything , Polly , '' said her mother , coming over to the bedside to lay a cool hand on Polly 's hot forehead , and then to drop a kiss there ; and somehow the kiss did what all Polly 's trying had failed to accomplish . `` That 's good , Mamsie , '' she said gratefully , and drew a long , restful breath . Mother Fisher went out and closed the door softly . It was just three o'clock that afternoon when Polly woke up . `` Oh , I 'm dreadfully ashamed ! '' she exclaimed when she found it out . `` I 've slept almost this whole day ! ''