five o'clock
On the Friday Fanny seemed unusually calm and well . I was quite excited over the prospect of our little jaunt , and Fanny herself appeared to think cheerfully and kindly of it . In the lodging we occupied at that time I had a tiny bedroom of my own . I woke very early on the Saturday morning , but when I found it was barely five o'clock turned over for another doze . When next I woke it was to find , greatly to my annoyance , that the hour was half-past eight ; and there were several little things I wanted to have done before starting for Victoria . I hurried into our sitting-room before dressing , meaning to rouse Fanny , whose room opened from it . But she was not in her bedroom , and returning to the other room I found a note on the table .