eleven o'clock at
night
I passed my time in reading and praying , and led the quietest , sweetest life it is possible to conceive . After ten months ' sojourn at Pondevaux , I went to Lyons , and entered -LRB- still as parlour-boarder only -RRB- the House of Anticaille , occupied by the nuns of the Order of Saint Mary . Here , I enjoyed the advantage of having for director of my conscience that holy man , Father Deveaux . He belonged to the Order of the Jesuits ; and he was good enough , when I first asked him for advice , to suggest that I should get up at eleven o'clock at night to say my prayers , and should remain absorbed in devotion until midnight . In obedience to the directions of this saintly person , I kept myself awake as well as I could till eleven o'clock . I then got on my knees with great fervour , and I blush to confess it , immediately fell as fast asleep as a dormouse . This went on for several nights , when Father Deveaux finding that my midnight devotions were rather too much for me , was so obliging as to prescribe another species of pious exercise , in a letter which he wrote to me with his own hand .