one o'clock
She herded him firmly to the couch , tucked a soft , flat pillow under his head , threw a light afghan over him . Then she opened a window wide to the wet sweet air and drew the other shades down , and came to sit on the floor beside him , talking all the time , softly , lazily , about the English lady novelist who did n't take sugar `` to '' her porridge ... about the giddy mocking bird , singing in the rain ... about a new book which Carter thought was wonderful and which she could n't see through at all ... until his quick , burdened breathing yielded to a long relaxing sigh like that of a tired puppy , and the hope of L. A. High and the last of the `` Wild Kings '' slept . She mounted rigid guard over him for three hours , banishing the returned stepfather and house-guest , keeping her noisy little brothers at bay . She had ordered a strictly training-table luncheon for one o'clock for her charge , and while the clock was striking the hour Kada brought the tray . Jimsy was still sleeping . Honor looked at him , hesitating , then she ran to the piano and struck her stepfather 's rousing chords and began to sing : There 's a breathless hush in the Close to-night , Ten to make and the match to win -- At the first line he stirred , at the second he rubbed his eyes , and at the third he was sitting up and listening . She swung into the finish , and as always , it ran away with her .