one o'clock
But what is the object , may I ask , of your prowling about the house with this poor little girl at this hour of night ? '' `` Why , what time is it ? I thought by my feelings it must have been daybreak long enough ago . '' It was Abner 's private opinion that Polly would do well to think less of her `` feelings '' now and always ; but he only said , consulting his watch , -- `` It 's just one o'clock , ladies ; time for respectable people to be in bed . '' Polly said she had never felt such surprise before in her life . She was afraid she should be sick ; for sitting up in the night was always too much for her . Dotty said her prayers over again , and fell into a sleep `` sweeter than a nest of nightingales . ''