ten minutes past three
I was n't going to be married . I was only a very tired maiden-lady about to do something she had no business doing , and shamelessly I went to sleep and left Madeleine awake . Seemingly I had slept but a few minutes when , opening my eyes , I saw Madeleine standing , fully dressed , by the side of my couch , and looking down at me . `` It 's ten minutes past three , '' she said . `` I hate to wake you , but -- '' Springing up , I threw off my wrapper and reached down for my shoes . `` If you 'd waked me before you put on your dress you would n't have to take it off . You 're going to wear that dress . ''