midnight
Olympia was right . The girl had been scrupulously kept from all society that her freshness might be preserved , and her education completed . She had been to the theatres , here and there , when some new piece was presented , but it was rather as a study than an amusement ; and after a knowledge of the public idol in private life had slowly swept away all the romance of their first meeting , the innate coarseness of this beautiful , selfish woman was not long in revealing itself to the pure-minded girl , who soon began to grieve that she could not love and still admire the mother she had at first almost worshipped . Olympia , who had found it easy enough to dictate to managers , and oppress subordinates , had far different material to act upon when she broke in upon the midnight sleep of the girl Daniel Yates had grounded in the nobility of true womanhood . The next day , being Sunday , was Olympia 's great day of rest and amusement . She slept till long after mid-day , ate an epicurean breakfast in a little dressing-room with rose-tinted draperies , ran lazily over the pages of some French novel , in the silken depths of a pretty Turkish divan , heaped up with cushions , till long after dark ; then threw herself into the mysteries of a superb toilet , and came into her exquisite little drawing-room like a princess -- say Marguerite of Navarre -- ready to entertain the guests , invariably invited on that evening , in a fashion that made her quite as popular in this particular social strata as she was behind the footlights . From these little suppers Caroline had been carefully excluded up to this time ; but the morning after she had left the young girl in tears upon her pillow , Olympia broke into her day of luxurious repose by sending for her agent , with whom she had a rather stormy interview in the dressing-room , from which Brown came out pale as death , but with an uprightness of the person , and an expression in the eyes that no one had ever seen there before .