three o'clock in the morning
As in waiting on the invalid she was obliged pretty often to go in and out of the cottage through the landlady 's room , the latter , as well as the travellers who were sleeping there , grumbled and even began swearing when towards morning she set about preparing the samovar . Stepan Trofimovitch was half unconscious all through the attack ; at times he had a vision of the samovar being set , of someone giving him something to drink -LRB- raspberry tea -RRB- , and putting something warm to his stomach and his chest . But he felt almost every instant that she was here , beside him ; that it was she going out and coming in , lifting him off the bed and settling him in it again . Towards three o'clock in the morning he began to be easier ; he sat up , put his legs out of bed and thinking of nothing he fell on the floor at her feet . This was a very different matter from the kneeling of the evening ; he simply bowed down at her feet and kissed the hem of her dress . `` Do n't , sir , I am not worth it , '' she faltered , trying to get him back on to the bed . `` My saviour , '' he cried , clasping his hands reverently before her . ''