ten o'clock
She told me several funny Irish stories , and described some of the odd people living in the town ; but , in the midst of her comicalities , the tears would involuntarily ooze out of my eyes , though I was not a lad much addicted to weeping . Then Kitty would put her arms around me , and tell me not to mind it -- that it was n't as if I had been left alone in a foreign land with no one to care for me , like a poor girl whom she had once known . I brightened up before long , and told Kitty all about the Typhoon and the old seaman , whose name I tried in vain to recall , and was obliged to fall back on plain Sailor Ben . I was glad when ten o'clock came , the bedtime for young folks , and old folks too , at the Nutter House . Alone in the hallchamber I had my cry out , once for all , moistening the pillow to such an extent that I was obliged to turn it over to find a dry spot to go to sleep on . My grandfather wisely concluded to put me to school at once . If I had been permitted to go mooning about the house and stables , I should have kept my discontent alive for months .