About one o'clock
The guipure was spread out on the bed . He drew forth from the cupboard the little slippers . Rosanette considered this forethought on his part a great proof of his delicacy of sentiment . About one o'clock she was awakened by distant rolling sounds , and she saw that he was sobbing with his head buried in the pillow . `` What 's the matter with you now , my own darling ? '' '' 'T is the excess of happiness , '' said Frederick . `` I have been too long yearning after you ! ''