four in the morning
Yet -- what _ had _ she wanted in his room ? Somnambulists are sincere indeed in the indulgence of their failing when they time their expeditions so opportunely -- and arm themselves with keys to fit strange doors . Come to think of it , he had been rather willfully blind to that flaw in her excuse ... . Again , why should she be up and dressed and so madly bent on leaving Troyon 's at half-past four in the morning ? Why could n't she wait for daylight at least ? What errand , reasonable duty or design could have roused her out into the night and the storm at that weird hour ? He wondered !