nine o'clock
seventeen , are we ! Do n't be in too great a hurry to grow up , my dear . The time will come when you will be only too thankful to be young ! '' At this rate Hilary began to feel that it was not uninterrupted bliss to be in London , and this suspicion was deepened when at nine o'clock her hostess looked at her stolidly , and remarked -- `` You are tired , my dear . Go to bed , and have a good night 's rest . '' Hilary bridled , and held her little head at the angle of injured dignity which her sisters knew so well . Nine o'clock indeed !