two o'clock in the morning
The stages and dressing-rooms in the theaters were almost always dirty and were frequently overrun with rats . It was always cold and drafty back there , except when it happened to be suffocating . Also , the day 's work by no means invariably concluded with even a half a bed in a two-dollar-a-day hotel . If there happened to be a train coming along at two o'clock in the morning , and also happened to be a chance to play a matinée in the town you were jumping to , you took your suit-case to the theater , lugged it from there after the performance , to the station , and spent an indefinite number of hours thereafter , in an air-tight waiting-room . Waiting , be it observed , for a chance to curl up in a seat in the day-coach , when the train came along . But Rose did n't mind this very much . The rooms assigned to her and her roommate were fully as comfortable as the one she had lived in on Clark Street , and the meals , as a whole , were rather better than those her habitual lunch-room had provided .