one o'clock
She took her candle , and glided up to her bedroom . And , the moment she got there , and could gratify her somnolence without offense , need we say she became wide-awake ? She sat down and wrote long letters to three other young ladies , gushing affection , asking questions of the kind nobody replies to , painting , with a young lady 's colors , the male being to whom she was shortly to be married , wishing her dear friends a like demigod , if perchance earth contained two ; and so to the last new bonnet and preacher . She sat over her paper till one o'clock , and Seaton watched and adored her shadow . When she had done writing , she opened her window and looked out upon the night . She lifted those wonderful hazel eyes toward the stars , and her watcher might well be pardoned if he saw in her a celestial being looking up from an earthly resting place toward her native sky . At two o'clock she was in bed , but not asleep .