eleven o'clock
that 's what every one says , '' sighed the grocer . `` I wish that Berwin , or Vrain , or whatever he called himself , had chosen some other place to be killed in . '' `` I 'm afraid people who meet with unexpected deaths ca n't arrange these little matters beforehand , '' said Lucian drily , and walked away , leaving the unfortunate landlord still lamenting over his unlucky possession of a haunted and blood-stained mansion . Before going to No. 13 , Lucian walked down the street leading into Geneva Square , in order to meet Diana , who was due at eleven o'clock . Punctual as the barrister was , he found that Miss Vrain , in her impatience , was before him ; for he arrived to see her dismiss her cab at the end of the street , and met her half way down . His heart gave a bound as he saw her graceful figure , and he felt the hot blood rise to his cheeks as he advanced to meet her . Diana , quite unconscious of having , like her namesake , the moon , caused this springtide of the heart , could not forbear a glance of surprise , but greeted her coadjutor without embarrassment and with all friendliness .