eight o'clock
Jaime Febrer arose at nine o'clock . Old Antonia , the faithful servant who cherished the memory of the past glories of the family , and who had attended upon Jaime from the day of his birth , had been bustling about the room since eight o'clock in the hope of awakening him . As the light filtering through the transom of a broad window seemed too dim , she flung open the worm-eaten blinds . Then she raised the gold-fringed , red , damask drapery which hung like an awning over the ample couch , the ancient , lordly , and majestic couch in which many generations of Febrers had been born and in which they had died . The night before , on returning from the Casino , Jaime had charged her most earnestly to arouse him early , as he was invited to breakfast at Valldemosa .