Eleven o'clock
Eve , fresh as a rose , bent over him and bedewed him , and said that she was going out and that Sissie had gone again . When he was alone he rang the bell for Machin as though the bell had done him an injury . `` What time is it ? '' `` Eleven o'clock , sir . '' `` Eleven o'clock ! Good God ! Why has n't Miss Warburton come ? ''