Ten o'clock
When her work was done , she sat down by the stove and undressed the baby , who was fretful still and crying in a way she was thankful to hear . It made a small commotion in the room . If it irritated Tenney into waking from his daze , so much the better . Ten o'clock came , and Tenney had not stirred . When eleven struck she roused from her doze and saw his head had sunken forward ; he was at the nodding point of sleep . She had been keeping up the fire , and presently she rose to put in wood , knocking down a stick she had left on the end of the stove to be reached for noiselessly . He started awake and rose , pushing back his chair .