four o'clock
She leaned forward on her elbows , and looked into those dark overflooding eyes and at the quivering mouth , and saw how the tears came thicker and thicker , and how the mouth became convulsed with sobs . The shattering of all her little dream-world , the crushing blow on her new-born passion , afflicted her pleasure-craving nature with an overpowering pain that annihilated all impulse to resistance , and suspended her anger . She sat sobbing till the candle went out , and then , wearied , aching , stupefied with crying , threw herself on the bed without undressing and went to sleep . There was a feeble dawn in the room when Hetty awoke , a little after four o'clock , with a sense of dull misery , the cause of which broke upon her gradually as she began to discern the objects round her in the dim light . And then came the frightening thought that she had to conceal her misery as well as to bear it , in this dreary daylight that was coming . She could lie no longer . She got up and went towards the table : there lay the letter .