noon
She felt as if he had repulsed her , though , in fact , her overtures were wholly internal and could not , by any chance , have impressed him . Bitter against him and dreading the open humiliation she would have to endure before she could make one so self-absorbed see what she was about , she put out her light early , with intent to rise when he did and be at breakfast before he could finish . She lay awake until nearly dawn , then fell into a deep sleep . When she woke it was noon ; she felt so greatly refreshed that her high good humor would not suffer her to be deeply resentful against him for this second failure . `` No matter , '' reflected she . `` He might have suspected me if I 'd done anything so revolutionary as appear at breakfast . I 'll make my beginning at lunch . ''