six o’clock in the morning
PERSONS of sensitive , nervous temperament , sleeping for the first time in a strange house , and in a bed that is new to them , must make up their minds to pass a wakeful night . My first night at Morwick Farm was no exception to this rule . The little sleep I had was broken and disturbed by dreams . Toward six o'clock in the morning , my bed became unendurable to me . The sun was shining in brightly at the window . I determined to try the reviving influence of a stroll in the fresh morning air . Just as I got out of bed , I heard footsteps and voices under my window .