one o'clock
At a quarter to nine she listened to Norah playing two waltzes of Chopin 's , and a piece called `` Serenade du Printemps '' by Baff , and to Bee singing `` The Mikado , '' or the `` Saucy Girl '' From nine to ten thirty she played a game called piquet , which her father had taught her , if she could get anyone with whom to play ; but as this was seldom , she played as a rule patience by herself . At ten-thirty she went to bed . At eleven-thirty punctually the Squire woke her . At one o'clock she went to sleep . On Mondays she wrote out in her clear Totteridge hand , with its fine straight strokes , a list of library books , made up without distinction of all that were recommended in the Ladies ' Paper that came weekly to Worsted Skeynes . Periodically Mr. Pendyce would hand her a list of his own , compiled out of the Times and the Field in the privacy of his study ; this she sent too . Thus was the household supplied with literature unerringly adapted to its needs ; nor was it possible for any undesirable book to find its way into the house -- not that this would have mattered much to Mrs. Pendyce , for as she often said with gentle regret , `` My dear , I have no time to read . ''