eleven o'clock
Was it not the luring of ` ideals ' that prompted him to turn away from his long hope ? There must be no more untruthfulness . Sidwell must have all the facts laid before her , and make her choice . Without a clear understanding of what he was going to write , he sat down at eleven o'clock , and began , ` Dear Miss Warricombe ' . Why not ` Dear Sidwell ' ? He took another sheet of paper . ` Dear Sidwell , -- To-night I can remember only your last word to me when we parted .