two o'clock
The sun shone next morning , hope woke again , and as she dressed Jessie sung to keep her heart up , still trusting that some one would remember her before the day was over . As she opened her windows the sparrows welcomed her with shrill chirpings , and the sun turned the snow-covered vine to a glittering network very beautiful to see as it hung like a veil of lace over the dingy wall . Jessie smiled as she saw it , while taking a long breath of the keen air , feeling cheered and refreshed by these familiar comforters ; then with a brave , bright glance up at the clear blue sky she went away to the day 's duties , little guessing what pleasant surprises were on their way to reward her for the little sacrifices which were teaching her strength , patience , and courage for greater ones by-and-by . All the morning she listened eagerly for the bell , but nothing came ; and at two o'clock she went away to the dancing-class , saying to herself with a sigh , -- `` Every one is so busy , it is no wonder I 'm forgotten . I shall hear about the fun in the papers , and try to be contented with that . '' Though she never felt less like dancing , she was very patient with her little pupils , and when the lesson was over sat resting a moment , with her head still full of the glories of the Kirmess . Suddenly Mademoiselle came to her , and in a few kind words gave her the first of the pleasant surprises by offering her a larger salary , an older class , and many commendations for her skill and faithfulness .