eleven o'clock
Mr. Bodfish came back to his chair and ruminated . Then he looked up and spoke . `` It was missed this morning at ten minutes past twelve , '' he said , slowly ; `` it was there last night . At eleven o'clock you came in and found Mrs. Driver sitting in that chair . '' `` No , the one you 're in , '' interrupted his niece . `` It do n't signify , '' said her uncle . `` Nobody else has been near the place , and Emma 's box has been searched .