four o'clock
to-day , in that church where she had entered by chance , she suddenly felt a profound need to pray , not for some one nor for some thing , but for herself , for herself alone , as she had already prayed the other day at her mother 's grave . She must have help from some source , and she called on God now as she had summoned the physician that very morning . She remained a long time on her knees , in the deep silence of the church , broken only by the sound of footsteps . Then suddenly , as if a clock had struck in her heart , she awoke from her memories , drew out her watch and started to see that it was already four o'clock . She hastened away to take her daughter to the studio , where Olivier must already be expecting them . They found the artist in his studio , studying upon the canvas the pose of his _ Reverie _ . He wished to reproduce exactly what he had seen in the Parc Monceau while walking with Annette : a young girl , dreaming , with an open book upon her knees .