five o'clock
Rosa was delighted , got up softly so as not to awaken anyone , and went and fetched the child . She took her into her warm bed , kissed her and pressed her to her bosom , cossetted her , lavished exaggerated manifestations of tenderness on her , and at last grew calmer herself and went to sleep . And till morning , the candidate for confirmation slept with her head on the prostitute 's naked bosom . At five o'clock , the little church bell ringing the _ Angelus _ , woke the women up , who usually slept the whole morning long . The peasants were up already , and the women went busily from house to house , carefully bringing short , starched , muslin dresses in band -- boxes , or very long wax tapers , with a bow of silk fringed with gold in the middle , and with dents in the wax for the fingers . The sun was already high in the blue sky , which still had a rosy tint towards the horizon , like a faint trace of dawn , remaining . Families of fowls were walking about outside houses , and here and there a black cock , with a glistening breast , raised his head , which was crowned by his red comb , flapped his wings , and uttered his shrill crow , which the other cocks repeated .