four o'clock
She 's a poor creature , and she ca n't be left alone . Who can tell when Cartier and I will be back ! '' It was two o'clock before the men started to walk to Saint Pierre Port . It was brilliant moonlight at four o'clock , and the gusts of snow had died away with the wind ; but the men searched , in vain , for any trace of Ellenor . As soon as it was dawn , the two parishes were roused , and those who were kind helped to look for the missing girl . The rest shrugged their shoulders and said that Christmas Day was not meant to be wasted in such a search , for such a queer wild girl as Ellenor Cartier . At last a child found in a hedge a paper bag : it contained a spray of artificial flowers , a few drenched roses .