eleven
A.M.
`` Wait till she sees my donkeys ! '' Dorothy finished , gathering herself up from the cushions and preparing to leave . `` Well , Nannie dear , I have had a lovely time , '' and she made a mock social bow . `` Come to see me some time and have some of my dawn , only do n't come before eleven A.M. or you might get mixed up , for its awful dark in the blue room until that hour . '' And like a real fairy Dorothy shook her golden hair and , stooping low in myth fashion , made a `` bee-line '' across the hall . `` She does n't need any brother , '' Nan thought as she saw Dorothy bolt in her door like a squirrel ; `` she is so jolly and funny ! '' But the girls were not the only ones who arose early that morning , for Bert and his father came in to breakfast from a walk on the sands .