seven o'clock in the morning
She awoke because it was so beautiful outside , and because there was a beautiful day coming . You could see the day secretly making preparations behind a shining mist . She heard a sound of breathless singing , and the whipping of stirred grass in the garden , the sound of some one unbearably happy , dancing . Now there is hardly anything but magic abroad before seven o'clock in the morning . Only the disciples of magic like getting their feet wet , and being furiously happy on an empty stomach . Sarah Brown went to her window . The newborn trembling slants of smoke went up from the houses of the island .