ten o'clock
She then rose , and , seating herself in a great , tapestried , square armchair , clasped her hands upon her knees , and began to reflect upon her painful situation . Consoled by the aspect of her gentle protectress , she often raised her eyes to watch her slumber , and sent her in secret all the blessings which love showers upon those who protect it , sometimes kissing the curls of her blond hair , as if by this kiss she could convey to her soul all the ideas favorable to the thought ever present to her mind . The Queen 's slumber was prolonged , while Marie thought and wept . However , she remembered that at ten o'clock she must appear at the royal toilette before all the court . She resolved to cast aside reflection , to dry her tears , and she took a thick folio volume placed upon a table inlaid with enamel and medallions ; it was the ` Astree ' of M. d'Urfe -- a work ` de belle galanterie ' adored by the fair prudes of the court . The unsophisticated and straightforward mind of Marie could not enter into these pastoral loves . She was too simple to understand the ` bergeres du Lignon ' , too clever to be pleased at their discourse , and too impassioned to feel their tenderness .