ten o'clock
what a queer , queer little baby boy ! '' she said , stooping down to kiss him . `` No , my pet ; it ` ud be a hard heart as ` ud be wicked to you . '' But though Mrs. Hodge was sorry , she could not help the children , and soon after ten o'clock they once more stepped out into the streets . The sun was shining , and Maurice 's spirits were high . But Cecile , who had the responsibility , felt sad and anxious . She was footsore and very tired , and she knew no more than yesterday where or how to get a night 's lodging .