one
o'clock
No flashes came back from Meudon or any of the Prussian positions . Nor , though she held her breath to listen , could she hear the sound of musketry . She struck a match and looked at her watch . It was but one o'clock . She closed her window and wrapping herself up in her dressing-gown sat there for some time looking out . Presently the fire slackened and she crept back into bed , but again rose when the forts re-opened fire . Then feeling that sleep was impossible she lighted a candle and forced herself to read until daylight .