three o'clock
Poor chap ! ' ` We must invent a disguise , ' said Dora . ` Let 's pretend he 's our aunt , and dress him up -- like in `` Hard Cash , '' ' said Alice . It was now three o'clock , but no one was sleepy . No one wanted to go to sleep at all till we had taken our candles up into the attic and rummaged through Miss Sandal 's trunks , and found a complete disguise exactly suited to an aunt . We had everything -- dress , cloak , bonnet , veil , gloves , petticoats , and even boots , though we knew all the time , in our hearts , that these were far too small . We put all ready on the parlour sofa , and then at last we began to feel in our eyes and ears and jaws how late it was .