six in the morning
Say this to yourself : ` She will never live to be old , and I should some day be sorry for not having done for her the first thing she asked of me , such an easy thing to do ! ''' What could I reply to such words , especially with the memory of a first night of love , and in the expectation of a second ? An hour later I held Marguerite in my arms , and , if she had asked me to commit a crime , I would have obeyed her . At six in the morning I left her , and before leaving her I said : `` Till to-night ! '' She kissed me more warmly than ever , but said nothing . During the day I received a note containing these words : `` DEAR CHILD : I am not very well , and the doctor has ordered quiet . I shall go to bed early to-night and shall not see you .