five o'clock
I slept well , but I had no pleasant dreams , for I did not dream at all . The curé 's return , and his presence under the same roof , gave me such a sense of security as was favorable to profound , unbroken slumber . When the chirping of the birds awoke me in the morning , I could not at first believe that the events of the day before were not themselves a dream . The bell rang for matins at five o'clock now , to give the laborers the cool of the morning for their work in the fields , after they were over . I could not sleep again , for the coming hours must be full of suspense and agitation to me . So at the first toll of the deep-toned bell , I dressed myself , and went out into the dewy freshness of the new day . Matins were ended , and the villagers were scattered about their farms and households , when I noticed Pierre loitering stealthily about the presbytery , as if anxious not to be seen .