three
o'clock in the morning
She was such a creature as grows in this world not often in a century . She was an angel out of Paradise -- an angel who might pass across Europe and leave behind her a trail of broken hearts to mark the transit . And if angels could sing as she did , then no wonder that the heavenly choirs were happy in nothing but song . -LRB- You are to remember that it was three o'clock in the morning . -RRB- No , the fact that I was already half in love with Rosa proved nothing . On the other hand , might not the manner in which she and Alresca had sought me out be held to prove something ? Why should such exalted personages think twice about a mere student of medicine who had had the good fortune once to make himself useful at a critical juncture ?