midnight
The hours went happily enough , Christine enjoyed them . After her paper heroine , this all-alive , scornful , loving and hating , talking and laughing woman was a great pleasure . Christine baked delicious scones , and scalloped some fine oysters in bread crumbs and chopped parsley , and made one or two pots of Pekoe and Young Hyson tea , and they nibbled and sipped , and talked over the whole sacred druidical family of the Raths , even to Aunt Agatha , who was worth half a million pounds -- `` which I threw away for a good joke , '' said Roberta . `` Look at the clock , it is near midnight ! We must go to bed . '' `` Well , then , I have had the loveliest day . I shall never forget it , and I will tell Neil all about it before long .