one o'clock in the morning
`` Has there been any shivering ? '' `` Yes , there 's been shivering , too ; I 'll go and lie down . '' Bazaroff did not get up again all day , and passed the whole night in heavy , half-unconscious slumber . At one o'clock in the morning , opening his eyes with an effort , he saw , by the light of a lamp , his father 's pale face bending over him , and told him to go away . The old man begged his pardon , but he quickly came back on tiptoe , and , half hidden by the cupboard door , he gazed persistently at his son . His wife did not go to bed either , and , leaving the study door open a very little , she kept coming up to it to listen `` how Enyusha was breathing '' and to look at Vassily Ivanovitch . She could see nothing but his motionless bent back , but even that afforded her some faint consolation .