ten o'clock
`` What a fright I seem , '' she said , examining herself in the glass , `` and how pale this pink makes one look ! '' So she divested herself of this pink raiment ; in doing which a note fell out from her corsage , which she picked up with a smile , and locked into her dressing-box . And then she put her bouquet of the ball into a glass of water , and went to bed , and slept very comfortably . The town was quite quiet when she woke up at ten o'clock , and partook of coffee , very requisite and comforting after the exhaustion and grief of the morning 's occurrences . This meal over , she resumed honest Rawdon 's calculations of the night previous , and surveyed her position . Should the worst befall , all things considered , she was pretty well to do . There were her own trinkets and trousseau , in addition to those which her husband had left behind .