twelve o'clock
before
Mr. Jellyby groaned and laid his head against the wall again , and this was the only time I ever heard him make any approach to expressing his sentiments on the Borrioboolan question . I suppose he had been more talkative and lively once , but he seemed to have been completely exhausted long before I knew him . I thought Mrs. Jellyby never would have left off serenely looking over her papers and drinking coffee that night . It was twelve o'clock before we could obtain possession of the room , and the clearance it required then was so discouraging that Caddy , who was almost tired out , sat down in the middle of the dust and cried . But she soon cheered up , and we did wonders with it before we went to bed . In the morning it looked , by the aid of a few flowers and a quantity of soap and water and a little arrangement , quite gay . The plain breakfast made a cheerful show , and Caddy was perfectly charming .