about one o'clock in the morning
` I will give you until the day after to-morrow , ' he cried , ` and then you shall go from here to the Martials , or go and inform your father that I have turned you out of my house , and will send him to gaol to-morrow . ' He then left me , stretched on the floor , whence I had not the power to rise . Madame Séraphin had run in when she heard her master raise his voice so loud , and with her assistance , and staggering at every step , I regained my chamber , where I threw myself on my bed , and remained until night , so entirely was I prostrated by all that had happened . By the pains that came on about one o'clock in the morning , I felt assured that I should be prematurely a mother . '' `` Why did you not summon assistance ? '' `` Oh , I did not dare . M. Ferrand was anxious to get rid of me , and he would certainly have sent for Dr. Vincent , who would have killed me at my master 's instead of killing me at the Martials , or else M. Ferrand would have stifled me , and said that I had died in my confinement .