three o'clock in the morning
That sobered me a little . Yet she lived her life so well , while she did live , that I who have wasted twenty precious years can find in my heart rather to envy than to pity my beautiful grandmother . * * * * * _ November 5th . _ -- It is _ three o'clock in the morning _ , but I do not feel at all inclined to go to bed . Madeleine is sleeping , poor pretty pale Madeleine ! with the tears hardly dry upon her cheeks and I can hear her sighing in her sleep . I was right , she is in love , and the gentleman she loves is not approved of by Tanty and the upshot of it all is we are to leave dear Bath , delightful Bath , to-morrow -- to-day rather -- for some unknown penitential region which our stern relative as yet declines to name .