three in the morning
`` Wait ! ... Of course I could not sleep . I did n't know what to do with myself . At three in the morning I went down to the library for a book , though I knew I should never read it ... . And before the cold fire he -- father was sitting alone , like a -- a broken man . Oh , Teddy , you always liked father , did n't you ? '' Ere he could reply she proceeded : `` He was so lonely , poor father !