eleven o'clock
He fed the hungry child with bread and butter , and used up his half-pennyworth of milk , which he bought for himself every evening . Then he lifted her on to his knee , with Beppo in her arms , and sat for a long while waiting . The little head nodded , and Dolly sat up , unsteadily striving hard to keep awake ; but at last she let Beppo drop to the floor , while she herself fell upon the old man 's breast , and lay there without moving . It chimed eleven o'clock at last , and Oliver knew it was of no use to watch any longer . He managed to undress his little charge with gentle , though trembling hands , and then he laid her down on his bed , putting his only pillow against the wall to make a soft nest for the tender and sleepy child . She roused herself for a minute , and stared about her , gazing steadily , with large , tearful eyes , into his face . Then as he sat down on the bedstead beside her , to comfort her as well as he could , she lifted herself up , and knelt down , with her folded hands laid against his shoulder .