Ten
o'clock
But how ? She could not say . Still , the necessity of the step was impressed on her , and now her one urgent , all-absorbing thought was to attempt it . Ten o'clock struck , and she began to dress . Jeanne gazed at her , and , on seeing her take up her bonnet , clasped her little hands as though stricken with cold , while over her face crept a pained look . It was her wont to take umbrage whenever her mother went out ; she was unwilling to quit her side , and craved to go with her everywhere . `` Rosalie , '' said Helene , `` make haste and finish the room .