three in the morning
`` Sometimes , '' she began , `` I make light of other folks ' religion when I disagree with it -- and that 's little short of scandalous . And I belittle the people whom I do n't like -- and there 's no breeding in that ; and where a friend is concerned I 'm like the Stewarts , ` Back to back , and a claymore in each hand , ' and -- '' `` Ye 're right in that , '' Danvers and I broke in like a chorus . `` And sometimes , '' she went on , and the humor she found in these revelations concerning herself was a droll thing to see , `` sometimes I use bad language -- '' We men broke into a roar of laughter at this . `` Once , I remember , '' she said , with the gleam in her eye , `` I danced till three in the morning at Peggy MacBride 's wedding , and getting out of the coach twisted my arm till I thought I 'd broken it . About four of the same morning I rose with a raging tooth , and crossing the room for laudanum , I struck the elbow of the injured arm against a chest of drawers , and before I thought I said -- '' `` What ? '' Danvers cried , his face lit up with merriment . `` Nothing will ever make me tell , '' she said firmly , `` nothing ! ''