a quarter to eleven o'clock before
`` Ever since I was little I 've dreamed about a blue dress like this . You -- are -- too -- good -- to -- me . Nobody -- was -- ever -- good to me before . '' It was a quarter to eleven o'clock before Constance , her tears dried , her face beaming with a new expression of happiness , left the Deans ' house , accompanied by Mr. Dean , who had come in shortly before ten o'clock and insisted on seeing her safely home . Later , as she prepared for bed in her bare little room she could not help wondering why Marjorie had desired her for a best friend , and had clung to her in spite of the displeasure of certain other girls . She wondered , too , if there were any way in which she might show Marjorie her affection and gratitude , and she made a solemn resolve that if that time came she would prove herself worthy of Marjorie Dean 's friendship . Saturday dawned as inauspiciously as any other day in the week , but to the high school boys and girls of the little city of Sanford it was a day set apart .