about seven o'clock
But , before adjusting her limbs for sleep , she threw off a portion of the heavy blankets which had weighed upon her , and was soon sound asleep , and dreaming of a garden in which all the roses were beautiful new bonnets . Still the moon played her ghastly metamorphoses in the little chamber . And the figures on the carpet and the figures on the curtain writhed in horrible contortions of glee , as if they rejoiced over a calamity which had befallen that house . The child woke about seven o'clock . She knew the time by the sun 's rays upon the window curtains . In that strong , cheerful light , the phantom faces had shrunk back to great red bunches of flowers again . She thought of the absurd dream , or vision , as of something that had happened ages ago , and wondered that she had been foolish enough to be frightened by it .