two o’clock
Her mind as distracted as if it would throb itself out of her head , she went off to her chamber , full of mortification at being beaten time after time when she herself was the aggressor . Having for two or three years enjoyed the reputation throughout the globe of her father 's brain -- which almost constituted her entire world -- of being an excellent player , this fiasco was intolerable ; for unfortunately the person most dogged in the belief in a false reputation is always that one , the possessor , who has the best means of knowing that it is not true . In bed no sleep came to soothe her ; that gentle thing being the very middle-of-summer friend in this respect of flying away at the merest troublous cloud . After lying awake till two o'clock an idea seemed to strike her . She softly arose , got a light , and fetched a Chess Praxis from the library . Returning and sitting up in bed , she diligently studied the volume till the clock struck five , and her eyelids felt thick and heavy . She then extinguished the light and lay down again .