eleven o'clock exactly
`` And you have got none now ? '' `` I do n't hunt myself . '' `` And does nobody hunt the foxes about here at present ? '' Then Morton explained that on the Saturday following the U. R. U. hounds , under the mastership of that celebrated sportsman Captain Glomax , would meet at eleven o'clock exactly at the spot on which they were then standing , and that if Mr. Gotobed would walk out after breakfast he should see the whole paraphernalia , including about half a hundred `` dogs , '' and perhaps a couple of hundred men on horseback . `` I shall be delighted to see any institution of this great country , '' said Mr. Gotobed , `` however much opposed it may be to my opinion either of utility or rational recreation . '' Then , having nearly eaten up one cigar , he lit another preparatory to eating it , and sauntered back to the house . Before dinner that evening there were a few words between the Paragon and his grandmother .