nine o'clock
She spoke anxiously to Mrs. Bartlett : `` Oh , I appreciated it all , Mrs. Bartlett , but my eyes just closed down of themselves , '' she said . Mrs. Bartlett smiled . `` It 's a long journey , '' she said , `` but we 'll soon see the end of it . '' At nine o'clock the train stopped for the first time since dark had fallen . `` Here we are , '' cried Mr. Bartlett . And in a few moments they were all standing on the platform of a little railroad station waiting while carriages were being secured to take them for the night to a hotel nestling on the top of a tall hill . Morning came -- a rather misty morning that promised better as the day advanced .