about eight o'clock
The knowledge of her present remoteness from all distresses of her life as a daughter and sister came to her with a wonderful sense of rest , and opened her mind to the sweet influences of the summer night and its stars as that mind had never been opened before . She cooked the apples and tomatoes , making quite a good meal for herself . Then she roused Bart , and gave him part of the cooked fruit . The darkness closed in about eight o'clock . Ann sat on the doorstep watching the lights in the sky shine out one by one . Last night had been the only night which had ever possessed terrors for her , and now that she believed her father to be still alive she thought no longer with any horror of his apparition . She wondered where he was wandering , but her heart hardened towards him .