three o'clock
People were kind -- men were kind , really , -- and yet , for some reason or other , those things had to be . Why ? After a time Sidney would doze fitfully . But by three o'clock she was always up and dressing . After a time the strain told on her . Lack of sleep wrote hollows around her eyes and killed some of her bright color . Between three and four o'clock in the morning she was overwhelmed on duty by a perfect madness of sleep .