eleven o'clock
`` Tootles , '' he said , `` pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag , and be ready for me in the morning . '' `` What d'yer mean , boy ? '' `` What I say . At eleven o'clock to-morrow -- to-day , I 'll have a car here and drive you away to woods and birds and all clean things . I 'll give you a holiday in a big cathedral , and you shall lie and listen to God 's own choir . '' `` Go on -- ye 're pullin ' me leg ! '' She waved her hand to stop him .