nine o’clock
She felt very tired and wished to go to bed early , said she . As a matter of fact she wept on her pillow all night long . Thus the Baron 's stage-box on the first balcony tier contained only himself , Hyacinthe , Duthil , and little Princess de Harn . At nine o'clock there was a full house , one of the brilliant chattering houses peculiar to great dramatic solemnities . All the society people who had marched through the sacristy of the Madeleine that morning were now assembled at the theatre , again feverish with curiosity , and on the lookout for the unexpected . One recognised the same faces and the sane smiles ; the women acknowledged one another 's presence with little signs of intelligence , the men understood each other at a word , a gesture . One and all had kept the appointment , the ladies with bared shoulders , the gentlemen with flowers in their button-holes .