one o'clock
The conversation was interrupted again , for the little street-sweeper was neglecting her duties , and she ran to attend to them . Out and in among the carriages and horses ' feet . Matilda wondered why she did not get thrown down and trampled upon ; but she was skilful and seemed to have eyes in the back of her head , for she constantly kept just out of danger . Matilda waited to say a little more to her , for the talk had become interesting ; in vain , the little street-sweeper was too busy , and the morning was going ; Matilda had to attend to her own business and be home by one o'clock . She had found , she thought , the place where her silver dime belonged ; so she dropped it into Sarah 's hand as she passed , with a smile , and went on her way . This time she got an unmistakable smile in return , and it made her glad . So she was in a class with a street-sweeper !