midnight
She was carried away by what she was saying , and by being near the man she loved , and probably because her tears had cleared and refreshed her soul , there was a note of wonderful candour and sincerity in her voice . And Orlov played with her chestnut hair and kissed her hands , noiselessly pressing them to his lips . Then they had tea in the study , and Zinaida Fyodorovna read aloud some letters . Soon after midnight they went to bed . I had a fearful pain in my side that night , and I could not get warm or go to sleep till morning . I could hear Orlov go from the bedroom into his study . After sitting there about an hour , he rang the bell .