Tuesday morning, ten o’clock
I wonder whether I should have loved my children if I had ever had any ? Perhaps , yes -- perhaps , no . It does n't matter . '' `` Tuesday morning , ten o'clock . -- Who was the man who invented laudanum ? I thank him from the bottom of my heart whoever he was . If all the miserable wretches in pain of body and mind , whose comforter he has been , could meet together to sing his praises , what a chorus it would be !