midnight
Perchance she herself regarded it as a dream . The poor lady used now to pray all day . For hours at a time she would kneel before the altar of the castle chapel returning thence to her perpetual walking to and fro , to and fro , kneeling down to pray again when she was tired out . And so she went on from morning to evening , nay , till late into the night , sometimes till midnight , sometimes till the dawn of the next day , up and down , up and down , between four walls , and then on her knees again a-praying . She never appeared in the dining-room ; her meals were sent to her room . She scarcely touched them , it was difficult to understand how she kept body and soul together . She only quitted her chamber to go to chapel .