three o'clock
I could see her though , between my eyelashes , and I lay there , every time I woke up , and watched her walking back and forth , back and forth , up and down , with the heavy little fellow in her arms , all night long . Sometimes , Johnny , when I 'm gone to bed now of a winter night , I think I see her in her white nightgown with her red-plaid shawl pinned over her shoulders and over the baby , walking up and down , and up and down . I shut my eyes , but there she is , and I open them again , but I see her all the same . I was off very early in the morning ; I do n't think it could have been much after three o'clock when I woke up . Nancy had my breakfast all laid out overnight , except the coffee , and we had fixed it that I was to make up the fire , and get off without waking her , if the baby was very bad . At least , that was the way I wanted it ; but she stuck to it she should be up , -- that was before there 'd been any words between us . The room was very gray and still , -- I remember just how it looked , with Nancy 's clothes on a chair , and the baby 's shoes lying round .