midnight
It is n't anything I can help , unless I should deliberately turn dishonest . '' But Mrs. Evringham did cry , and heartily . She hurried away to her own room as quickly as possible , and locked the door against Eloise , who lay awake for hours with a strange mingling of regret and joy at her heart , and a constant declaring of the truth . At midnight the girl heard the door unlock and saw her mother emerge . `` Darling mamma ! '' she exclaimed , springing out of bed . `` Oh , Eloise , '' moaned the poor woman , dissolving again upon her child 's shoulder .