two in the morning
cried Birotteau . `` I once thought thus of poor , unhappy people who were doubtless as I am now . '' Terribly anxious about Cesar 's state , mother and daughter sat plying their needles by his side , in profound silence . At two in the morning Popinot gently opened the door of the salon and made a sign to Madame Cesar to come down . On seeing his niece Pillerault took off his spectacles . `` My child , there is hope , '' he said ; `` all is not lost . But your husband could not bear the uncertainty of the negotiations which Anselme and I are about to undertake .