ten o'clock
Mrs. Farnshaw cried , following Elizabeth into the bedroom . `` I do n't know , ma , '' the girl cried , as white as her mother . `` I 'm going to get off to hunt up a school while that man is here . The sun has come out and it 's only ten o'clock . If you 're afraid , come along , '' she advised , as she hurried into a clean calico dress and took down her old black riding skirt from its nail . `` Lizzie ! '' the mother exclaimed , as much afraid of the advice as she was of her husband .