eleven o'clock
It seemed like severing the last link that bound him to his native village . He was very glad to have fallen in with the doctor , but it seemed all the more lonesome that he had left him . Harry walked six miles farther , and then decided that it was time to rest again . He was not only somewhat fatigued , but decidedly hungry , although it was but eleven o'clock in the forenoon . However , it must be considered that he had walked eleven miles , and this was enough to give anyone an appetite . He sat down again beside the road , and untying the handkerchief which contained his worldly possessions , he drew therefrom a large slice of bread and began to eat with evident relish . There was a slice of cold meat also , which he found tasted particularly good .