About eleven in the morning
Daisy shrieked . The cobbler 's wife ran in and helped to put her back between the sheets , and described volubly her obstinacy in leaving her bed . Natalya lived till near noon of the next day , and Daisy 's real grandmother was with her still at the end , side by side with the Jewish death-watcher . About eleven in the morning Natalya said : ` Light the candles , Daisy , the Sabbath is coming in . ' Daisy spread a white tablecloth on the old wooden table , placed the copper candlesticks upon it , drew it to the bedside , and lighted the candles . They burned with curious unreality in the full August sunshine . A holy peace overspread the old-clo ' woman 's face .