the hour of eleven
Once more she thanked Rachel for her gift . Her mates were asking her where she had found a hood so beautiful and becoming . They stood upon the quarter-deck , Berinthia the queen of the hour , Ruth , radiant and lovely , by her side . They heard the bell striking the hour of eleven . A great crowd had assembled to see the launching . Men , women , boys , and girls were in the yard , flocking the street , gazing from doors and windows of neighboring houses . `` Are you ready there ? ''