nine o’clock in the morning
`` You are right ; Heaven is speaking through that pretty mouth of yours . Grant that I may kiss you , and let us die , '' said Raphael . `` Then let us die , '' she said , laughing . Towards nine o'clock in the morning the daylight streamed through the chinks of the window shutters . Obscured somewhat by the muslin curtains , it yet sufficed to show clearly the rich colors of the carpet , the silks and furniture of the room , where the two lovers were lying asleep . The gilding sparkled here and there . A ray of sunshine fell and faded upon the soft down quilt that the freaks of live had thrown to the ground .