ten o'clock
what shall I do ? '' sighed poor Jacqueline , on the verge of tears . `` Why , do they keep you such a prisoner as that ? Ca n't you come in a little late -- '' `` They would n't open the doors -- they never open the doors on any pretext after ten o'clock , '' cried Jacqueline , beside herself . `` Then your nuns must be savages ? You should teach them better . '' `` Do n't be worried , dear little one , you can sleep on this sofa , '' said Madame Odinska , kindly .