eleven o'clock
And so we parted , with a thousand things unsaid , on a note of ineffectuality , of suspense , of vague indefiniteness . And the next morning I received from her this brief missive , which threw me into a wild condition of joyous expectancy : `` If you could meet me in the Church of St. Gilles at eleven o'clock this morning , I should like to have your advice upon a certain matter . -- Rosa . '' Seventy-seven years elapsed before eleven o'clock . St. Gilles is a large church in a small deserted square at the back of the town . I waited for Rosa in the western porch , and at five minutes past the hour she arrived , looking better in health , at once more composed and vivacious . We sat down in a corner at the far end of one of the aisles .