ten o'clock
She wore that night a soft gown of crimson wool , which clung about her limbs and her bosom , and showed her bare throat swelling with song into new curves which were indeed those of music itself . Lot , as he looked at her , saw her with the full meaning of her beauty as never Burr could , and as she could never see herself , for there is no looking-glass on earth like a vain love when it rises above the slight of its own desire . Greater praise than she would ever know again in her whole life went up for Madelon outside that window , as she sang , but she neither knew it nor missed anything when Lot went away . At ten o'clock the concert ceased . Lot slunk away noiselessly , and soon Eugene and Dorothy went home , and Burr , lingering for a good-night kiss or two in the door . Madelon set bread to rise that night , and fulfilled her little round of nightly tasks for the last time . Her father and brothers went to bed and left her there -- all but Richard .