half past eleven
I said we would put up at the inn , too . So we turned back and ordered a hot supper , and had quite a jolly evening of it with this Englishman . The German landlady gave us neat rooms and nice beds , and when I and my agent turned in , it was with the resolution to be up early and make the utmost of our first Alpine sunrise . But of course we were dead tired , and slept like policemen ; so when we awoke in the morning and ran to the window it was already too late , because it was half past eleven . It was a sharp disappointment . However , we ordered breakfast and told the landlady to call the Englishman , but she said he was already up and off at daybreak -- and swearing like mad about something or other . We could not find out what the matter was .