twelve o'clock
`` There 's papa 's study fire lit . I knew he was coming home to-night , though aunts wo n't let us sit up , as he said we should . But I will ! I 'll lie awake , if it 's till twelve o'clock , and call him as he passes the nursery door . '' `` You forget , '' said Titia , drawing herself up with a womanly air , `` papa will not be alone now . He may not care to come to you now he has got Mrs. Grey . '' `` Mrs. Grey ! ''