six in the morning
`` Yes , my dear , '' I would say , and I would turn aside wondering at the exquisite refinements of pain that men were sometimes called upon to bear . At last the time came . I sat up all night in a torture of suspense , having got it into my foolish head that Carlotta might die . The doctor came upon me at six in the morning sitting half frozen at the bottom of the stairs . When he gave me his cheery news he seemed to develop from a middle-aged , commonplace man into a radiant archangel . I met Antoinette soon afterwards , busy , important , exultant . She nevertheless graciously accorded me a brief interview .