nine o'clock
`` He 's settin ' out there on the door-step , not speakin ' a word , '' said he , in a confidential whisper . `` Well , you had better sit down here with us and read your Sunday-school book , '' said his mother . She and Miss Elvira had agreed that it was wiser that Willy should not be too much with the Dickey boy until they knew him better . When it was nine o'clock Mrs. Rose showed the Dickey boy his bedroom . She looked at him sharply ; his small pale face showed red stains in the lamplight . She thought to herself that he had been crying , and she spoke to him as kindly as she could -- she had not a caressing manner with anybody but Willy . `` I guess there 's clothes enough on the bed , '' said she .