about three o'clock in the afternoon
Some other points about her were likewise such as pertain to the women of savage life . Lithe though she was , she loved supineness , but upon occasion could endure like a stoic . She was taciturn , too . From early morning till about three o'clock in the afternoon she would seldom speak -- it taking that time to thaw her , by all accounts , into but talking terms with humanity . During the interval she did little but look , and keep looking out of her large , metallic eyes , which her enemies called cold as a cuttle-fish 's , but which by her were esteemed gazelle-like ; for Goneril was not without vanity . Those who thought they best knew her , often wondered what happiness such a being could take in life , not considering the happiness which is to be had by some natures in the very easy way of simply causing pain to those around them . Those who suffered from Goneril 's strange nature , might , with one of those hyberboles to which the resentful incline , have pronounced her some kind of toad ; but her worst slanderers could never , with any show of justice , have accused her of being a toady .