About two o’clock in the morning
`` So you will not marry Mary ? You do not love her ? ... But she thinks ... Do you know , she is madly in love with you , poor girl ! '' ... ***** About two o'clock in the morning I opened the window and , tying two shawls together , I let myself down from the upper balcony to the lower , holding on by the pillar . A light was still burning in Princess Mary 's room . Something drew me towards that window . The curtain was not quite drawn , and I was able to cast a curious glance into the interior of the room .