twelve o'clock
The bed was coarse , but white and clean . She fell asleep instantly and did not awaken until , after the vague , gradually louder sound of hammering on the door , she heard a female voice warning her that breakfast was `` put nigh over an ' done . '' She got up , partly drew on one stocking , then without taking it off tumbled over against the pillow and was asleep . When she came to herself again , the lay of the shadows told her it must be after twelve o'clock . She dressed , packed her serge suit in the bag with the sailor hat , smoothed out the pink calico slip and put it on . For more than a year she had worn her hair in a braid doubled upon itself and tied with a bow at the back of her neck . She decided that if she would part it , plait it in two braids and bring them round her head , she would look older .