nine in the morning
I am more humble , and have kept everything . When I returned to my little garret , I was delighted to see again my modest furniture , my pretty pink chintz curtains , my thin blue carpet , my little ebony shelves , and then all the precious objects I had saved from the wreck ; my father 's old easy-chair , my mother 's work-table , and all of our family portraits , concealed , like proud intruders , in one corner of the room , where haughty marshals , worthy prelates , coquettish marquises , venerable abbesses , sprightly pages and gloomy cavaliers all jostled together , and much astonished to find themselves in such a wretched little room , and what is worse , shamefully disowned by their unworthy descendant . I love my garret , and remained there three days before coming here ; and there I left my fine princess dresses and put on my modest travelling suit ; there the elegant Irene once more became the interesting widow of the imaginary Albert Guérin . We started at nine in the morning . I had the greatest difficulty in getting ready for the early train , so soon have I forgotten my old habit of early rising . When I look back and recall how for three years I arose at dawn , it looks like a wretched dream . I suppose it is because I have become so lazy .