three in the morning
a long sigh . ` I 'm so thirsty ! ' She brought some drink ; but as he tried to raise his head , the distressing sickness returned in full force , and in the midst the gasping cry , ` My head , my head ! ' ` Some more ice , Clem , ' said Wilmet ; but Clement looked up from the ice-pail in despair , for all was melted ; and she could only steep handkerchiefs in the water and in eau-de-cologne , and lay them on the head , while Clement wondered if he could find a shop ; but where was the use at three in the morning ? and poor Lance rolled round wearily , sighing , ` Oh , I did not know one 's head could ache so ! ' Just then a step crossed the court , and a low voice said , ` Is he awake ? I have brought some more ice . ' '