two in the morning
Gervaise had waited and watched for Lantier until two in the morning . Then chilled and shivering , she turned from the window and threw herself across the bed , where she fell into a feverish doze with her cheeks wet with tears . For the last week when they came out of the Veau a Deux Tetes , where they ate , he had sent her off to bed with the children and had not appeared until late into the night and always with a story that he had been looking for work . This very night , while she was watching for his return , she fancied she saw him enter the ballroom of the Grand-Balcon , whose ten windows blazing with lights illuminated , as with a sheet of fire , the black lines of the outer boulevards .