Twelve o'clock
And right upon the tap came Mrs. Bradley , wearing a loose robe that made her look mysteriously lovely in the dim light . She sat down on the edge of the bed and regarded the girls smilingly . `` It 's twelve o'clock , '' she said , and they stared at her unbelievingly . `` Twelve o'clock , '' she repeated relentlessly , `` and time for girls who have to be up early in the morning to be asleep . '' `` But we 're not sleepy , '' protested Billie . `` Not a bit , '' added Connie . Mrs. Bradley rose decidedly .