Her watch was upstairs and she did not make the effort to go up to consult it.

In her seat she continued; and still the supper waited, and still he did not come.
At length she was so nearly persuaded that the arrival of his things must have been a dream after all, that she again went over to them, felt them, and examined them.

His they unquestionably were; and their forwarding by the porter had been quite natural.

She sighed and sat down again.
Presently she fell into a doze, and when she again became conscious she found that the four candles had burnt into their sockets and gone out.
The fire still emitted a feeble shine.

Christine did not take the trouble to get more candles, but stirred the fire and sat on.
After a long period she heard a creaking of the chamber floor and stairs at the other end of the house, and knew that the farmer's family were getting up.