About ten o’clock
I 'm not turning my face ; I 'm having my neck wrung in that direction ! '' and the tears rolled heavily down her cheeks . Ottillie unfastened one of the small valises and handed her mistress a fresh pocket-handkerchief , an attention which was most welcome just at that juncture . About ten o'clock Jack opened his eyes and yawned vigorously twice or thrice . Then he got up on his elbow . `` You _ are _ a pretty sight ! '' he said , after a lengthy contemplation of her woe ; `` you look like -- like -- well , you look pretty bad , and you have n't a soul to blame for it all but yourself . ''