about eleven o'clock in the morning
There she passed a night full of livid-hued nightmares , from which she awoke shivering , and suffering from terrible palpitations of the heart . The silence of the house filled her with terrors , cold and obtuse as the dreams from which she awakened . Strength to scream for help she had none ; and thinking she was going to die , she sought for relief and consolation in the bottle that lay hidden under the carpet . When the drink took effect upon her she broke out into a profuse perspiration , and she managed to get a little sleep ; but when her breakfast was brought up about eleven o'clock in the morning , so ill did she seem that the servant , fearing she was going to drop down dead , begged to be allowed to fetch the doctor . But rejecting all offers of assistance , Kate lay moaning in an armchair , unable even to taste the cup of tea that the maid pressed upon her . She consented to take some of the medicines that were ordered her , but whatever good they might have produced was discounted by the constant nip-drinking she kept up during the afternoon . The next day she was very ill indeed , and Mrs. White , greatly alarmed , insisted on sending for Dr. Hooper .