six o'clock
`` Why , if my father is alive and I find him , I shall never leave him for anybody else . '' `` What 's that noise ? '' demanded Phyllis sharply . It was after six o'clock and the Curtis home was brilliantly lighted . The window blinds were all closed . But there was a curious rapping and scratching at one of the windows that opened into a small side yard . `` It may be one of the servants , '' suggested Miss Jenny Ann , listening intently .