about seven o'clock
But Gissing was too busy to think about the weather . Every hour or so during the night he had gone into the spare room to listen attentively to the breathing of the puppies , to pull the blanket over them , and feel their noses . It seemed to him that they were perspiring a little , and he was worried lest they catch cold . His morning sleep -LRB- it had always been his comfortable habit to lie abed a trifle late -RRB- was interrupted about seven o'clock by a lively clamour across the hall . The puppies were awake , perfectly restored , and while they were too young to make their wants intelligible , they plainly expected some attention . He gave them a pair of old slippers to play with , and proceeded to his own toilet . As he was bathing them , after breakfast , he tried to enlist Fuji 's enthusiasm .