eight o'clock
But at a sudden thought tears came into her eyes , and she exclaimed : `` Ah ! how glad I am ! but also how sorry when I think that everybody is not as pleased as myself . '' IT was eight o'clock , and Marie was so impatient that she could not keep still , but continued going to the window , as if she wished to inhale all the air of the vast , expanse and the immense sky . Ah ! what a pleasure to be able to run about the streets , across the squares , to go everywhere as far as she might wish . And to show how strong she was , to have the pride of walking leagues in the presence of everyone , now that the Blessed Virgin had cured her !