eleven o'clock
I wish I could get a chance to spend next winter in school . '' `` We 'll see what can be done . '' And long after Jack went to bed that night the mother sat still by the candle with her sewing , trying to think what she could do to help her boy to get on with his studies . Jack woke up after eleven o'clock , and saw her light still burning in the sitting-room . `` I say , mother , '' he called out , `` do n't you sit there worrying about me . We shall come through this all right . '' Some of Jack 's hopefulness got into the mother 's heart , and she took her light and went to bed .