eleven o'clock
And Lydia , with the glorious recuperation of youth , ran joyously upstairs , smiling and singing like a lark , transformed with the first unadulterated happiness she had ever felt or known . Upon George Mansion 's arrival at the garrison town he had been met on the wharf by the major , who took him to the hotel , while hurriedly explaining just why he must not go near Lydia 's sister and the clergyman whom George had expected would perform the marriage ceremony . `` So , '' continued the major , `` you and Lydia are not to be married at the cathedral after all , but Mrs. Harold and I have arranged that the ceremony shall take place at little St. Swithin 's Church in the West End . So you 'll be there at eleven o'clock , eh , boy ? '' `` Yes , major , I 'll be there , and before eleven , I 'm afraid , I 'm so anxious to take her home . I shall not endeavour to thank you and Mrs. Harold for what you have done for my homeless girl . I ca n't even -- '' `` Tut , tut , tut ! ''