ten o'clock
`` Come , Polly , say good-night , '' called the nurse . And with a soft , `` I 'll tell you sometime , Elsie , '' she obeyed . The next morning Polly went about the little helpful tasks that she had , one after another , taken upon herself , performing each with even more than her usual care , feeling a strange ache in her heart at the thought of its being the last time . It was shortly after ten o'clock that Dr. Dudley appeared at the door . `` Polly ! '' he called . She ran to him , but her answering smile was pathetic , for her lip quivered , as she said , `` I 'll be ready in a minute . ''