two o’clock in the morning
O Raphael mine , do n't have me for your wife , I am far too cunning ! '' she said laughing . `` But how did you manage ? '' `` I used to work till two o'clock in the morning ; I gave my mother half the money made by my screens , and the other half went to you . '' They looked at one another for a moment , both bewildered by love and gladness . `` Some day we shall have to pay for this happiness by some terrible sorrow , '' cried Raphael . `` Perhaps you are married ? ''