eleven o'clock
`` Thanks , '' said Miss Cavendish , with a vivid blush . `` I believe there was some talk about a picnic party to the top of Porcupine Mountain , was there not ? '' inquired Electra , to cut short all sentiment . `` Yes , my dear , and the horses are ordered for eleven o'clock . It is half-past ten now , and we will go and put on our hats and habits , '' replied Miss Cavendish , playfully rising and breaking up the conference . The party of young friends remained one week longer at Blue Cliffs , every day deepening and confirming the admiration and respect with which the beauty and the excellence of Emma Cavendish inspired Alden Lytton . But yet he was not in love with her .