nine o'clock
`` Better drink it hot , miss ; I always say there 's nothing like a cup of tea for the headache . '' Fan took it gratefully and drank the whole of it , though it was rougher tea than she had been accustomed to of late . And the woman proved a good physician ; it had the effect of throwing her into a profuse perspiration , and before she had been alone for many minutes she fell asleep . She did not wake until past nine o'clock , and found a lighted candle on her table ; her poor landlady had been up perhaps more than once to visit her . She felt greatly refreshed ; the danger , if there had been any , was over now , but she was still drowsy -- so drowsy that she longed to be asleep again ; and she only got up to undress and go to bed in a more regular way . The time to think had not come yet ; sleep alone seemed sweet to her , and in its loving arms she would lie , for it seemed like one that loved her always , like her poor dead mother who had never turned against her and used her cruelly . Before she closed her heavy eyes the landlady came into her room again to see her , and Fan gave her a shilling to get some tea and bread-and-butter for her breakfast next day .