about four o'clock
I remonstrated against her immoderate grief , represented the injury she must sustain by the indulgence of it , and conjured her to suppress the violence of its emotions . She entreated me to excuse her to her mamma ; said she was writing to her , and found it a task too painful to be performed with any degree of composure ; that she was almost ready to sink under the weight of her affliction ; but hoped and prayed for support both in this and another trying scene which awaited her . In compliance with her desire , I now left her , and told her mamma that she was very busy writing , wished not to be interrupted at present , but would take some refreshment an hour or two hence . I visited her again about four o'clock ; when she appeared more calm and tranquil . `` It is finished , '' said she , as I entered her apartment ; `` it is finished . '' `` What , '' said I , `` is finished ? '' `` No matter , '' replied she ; `` you will know all to-morrow , Julia . ''