five o'clock in the morning
`` She is in good company , at least , my Lord , '' said Mrs. Horton . `` She does not know herself what company she is in , '' replied he . `` How should she , '' cried Sandford , `` where every one hides his face ? '' Till five o'clock in the morning , in conversation such as this , the hours passed away . Mrs. Horton , indeed , retired to her chamber at two , and left the gentlemen to a more serious discourse ; but a discourse still less advantageous to poor Miss Milner . She , during this time , was at the scene of pleasure she had painted to herself , and all the pleasure it gave her was , that she was sure she should never desire to go to a masquerade again . Its crowd and bustle fatigued her -- its freedom offended her delicacy -- and though she perceived that she was the first object of admiration in the place , yet there was one person still wanting to admire ; and the remorse at having transgressed his injunctions for so trivial an entertainment , weighed upon her spirits , and added to its weariness .