nine o'clock
de Cardoville felt her delicate limbs imprisoned in that abominable garment , which is called a strait-waistcoat . Mdlle . de Cardoville passed a horrible night in company with the two hags . The next morning , at nine o'clock , what was the young lady 's stupor to see Dr. Baleinier enter the room , still smiling with an air at once benevolent and paternal . `` Well , my dear child ? '' said he , in a bland , affectionate voice ; `` how have we spent the night ? '' The keepers , yielding to Mdlle .