two in the morning
The rain beat against the muffled windows drowsily . The fire warmed her brow like some hypnotic hand . Then his voice ceased and she drew her feet beneath her and slept in the chair , looking like a soft Persian kitten . _ A Stranger Arrives _ It was almost two in the morning when Wilson heard the sound of wheels in the street without , and conceived the fear that they had stopped before the house . He found himself sitting rigidly upright in the room which had grown chill , staring at the dark doorway . The fire had burned low and the girl still slept in the shadows , her cheeks pressed against her hands . He listened with suspended breath .