eleven o'clock
When she was once more alone Nana appeared comforted . A slight shiver agitated her shoulders , and she wrapped herself softly up again in her warm bedclothes with the lazy movements of a cat who is susceptible to cold . Little by little her eyes closed , and she lay smiling at the thought of dressing Louiset prettily on the following day , while in the slumber into which she once more sank last night 's long , feverish dream of endlessly rolling applause returned like a sustained accompaniment to music and gently soothed her lassitude . At eleven o'clock , when Zoe showed Mme Lerat into the room , Nana was still asleep . But she woke at the noise and cried out at once : `` It 's you . You 'll go to Rambouillet today ? '' `` That 's what I 've come for , '' said the aunt .