seven o'clock
Then she dropped wearily down on a great , cushiony sofa , not to rest , but because she had nothing else to do . It was very still in her room , save for a far-off murmur of waves below the rocks . When she had remained thus for about three quarters of an hour she sprang up , her brain throbbing more feverishly , her body quivering more uncontrollably than when she had lain down . It was close upon seven o'clock , and she rang for Léontine . Her hair had to be done , and the whole process of dressing would need quite an hour . `` I daresay Mary Stuart took a lot of pains dressing to have her head cut off , '' she thought bitterly . Léontine came , and made ready her mistress 's bath .