eleven o’clock
` You are very right , ' said Mr. Pickwick . ` The consideration evinces your delicacy of feeling . Go on ; you are very right . ' ` Well , sir , I have been thinking that if you were waiting in the back garden alone , and I was to let you in , at the door which opens into it , from the end of the passage , at exactly half-past eleven o'clock , you would be just in the very moment of time to assist me in frustrating the designs of this bad man , by whom I have been unfortunately ensnared . ' Here Mr. Trotter sighed deeply . ` Do n't distress yourself on that account , ' said Mr. Pickwick ; ` if he had one grain of the delicacy of feeling which distinguishes you , humble as your station is , I should have some hopes of him . ' Job Trotter bowed low ; and in spite of Mr. Weller 's previous remonstrance , the tears again rose to his eyes .