six o'clock
She crushed down a sob , reached a little summer-house , into which she turned , pulled down some tarpaulin to cover her , and , crouching in the corner , lay still , her heart beating wildly . `` Begone , dull care , '' she whispered stoutly under her breath ; and then she added , with a sob in her voice , `` whatever happens , I wo n't give in . '' That evening was a time of great excitement in the school , for the programme for the Cherry Feast was to be publicly announced , and the girls felt that there was further news in the air . Immediately after early tea , between five and six o'clock , Mrs. Clavering called Kitty into the oak parlor . `` My dear , '' she said , `` I want to have a talk with you . '' Some of the wild light had gone out of Kitty 's eyes by this time , and the flush had left her cheeks , leaving them somewhat pale . `` Yes , Mrs. Clavering , '' she said ; `` what is it ? ''