six o'clock
It seemed all incomprehensible , unfathomable , too dark for any ordinary words , or any ordinary consolation to reach . For the first time in her life she forgot her grandchildren , and the invariable good luck of the family , and thought mostly about herself . Toward morning she fell into a troubled doze , but she had scarcely seemed to drop asleep before a great bell sounded , which summoned her to rise . It was just six o'clock , and , at this time of the year , pitch dark . The long ward was now bitterly cold , and Grannie shivered as she got into her ugly workhouse dress . The other old women rose from their hard beds with many `` ughs '' and groans , and undercurrents of grumbling . Grannie was much too proud to complain .