eleven o'clock
` You said I was not to go without meeting her ! ' ` I had assented , and was devising how to march off my lunatic quietly , when the feminine goodnatured heart that is in her began to relent , and she looked up in my face with a smile , and said the poor dears were really exemplary , and if Isabel should walk to the beach and should meet any one there , she need know nothing about it . ' ` What says Isabel ? ' ` She held up her stately head , and thought it would be a better return for Mr. Mansell 's kindness to tell him herself before leaving Beauchastel ; but Lady Conway entreated her not to be hasty , and protested that her fears were of Mr. Mansell 's displeasure with her for not having taken better care of her -- she dreaded a break , and so on , -- till the end of it was , that though we agree that prudence would carry us off to-morrow morning , yet her ladyship will look the other way , if you happen to be on the southern beach at eleven o'clock to-morrow morning . I suppose you were very headlong and peremptory in your note , for I could not imagine Isabel consenting to a secret tryste even so authorized . ' ` I never asked for any such thing ! I would not for worlds see her led to do anything underhand . '