nearly eleven o'clock
` And I remember , when I was about ten years old , I once asked my mother if it were wicked to marry aunts ; and when she told me it would not do , I said I was very sorry , for I would like to marry Aunt Amanda . I liked her better than anybody else except my mother , and I was sure there was no other person who would take more from me , and slap back less , than Aunt Amanda . ' -LRB- ` I remember that very well , ' thought the happy consciousness ; ` and when your mother told me about it , how we both laughed ! ' -RRB- '' ` Well , the better I liked my Aunt Amanda , the less I liked anybody who made love to her ; and one night , as I was sitting on the edge of my bed , -- it must have been nearly eleven o'clock , -- I vowed a vow , which I vowed I would never break , that no presumptuous interloper , especially Garrett Bridges , should ever marry my Aunt Amanda . As to Randolph Castine or any other suitor , I did not think them really worthy of consideration . Garrett Bridges was the dangerous man . He was at our house nearly every day , and , apart from his special obnoxiousness as a suitor to my Aunt Amanda , I hated him on my own account , for he treated me as if I were nothing but a boy . '