eleven in the morning
`` Captain , you are a stranger here at Spruce Beach ? '' murmured Mlle. Nadiboff , directing the full gaze of her luminous eyes at Jack 's . `` Yes , truly . '' `` I go motoring at eleven in the morning . I shall expect you here , at that hour , to drive with me . '' Jack looked as regretful as he felt . `` I 'm very , very sorry , Mademoiselle '' he replied .