midnight
The wake commenced . Coupeau had gone to lie down , not to sleep , said he , but to think ; and five minutes afterwards he was snoring . When they sent Nana off to sleep at the Boches ' she cried ; she had been looking forward ever since the morning to being nice and warm in her good friend Lantier 's big bed . The Poissons stayed till midnight . Some hot wine had been made in a salad-bowl because the coffee affected the ladies ' nerves too much . The conversation became tenderly effusive . Virginie talked of the country : she would like to be buried at the corner of a wood with wild flowers on her grave .