nine o'clock
She clasped it firmly but softly , and then the fingers of her right hand gently pressed down my eyelids . `` Sleep , sleep long . '' As I felt the gentle pressure of her hand down my face , my throbbing temples cooled , and in a minute , or even less , I sank into a dreamless and profound slumber . When I awakened it was past nine o'clock , and I found that my own two native servants , who slept in the village , had prepared my breakfast , and were seated beside Tematau , talking to him . `` Where is Niâbon ? '' I asked . They told me that she had gone away in search of some plant , or plants , with which to compound the medicine she was making for me .