eleven o'clock
Yes , sir , '' said the landlord taking a fresh start , `` they 're them kind of folks that live the whole yea ' round in hotels ; no ` th in summa , south in winta , and city hotels between times . They want the best their money can buy , and they got plenty of it . She '' -- he meant Mrs. Lander -- `` has been tellin ' my wife how they do ; she likes to talk a little betta than he doos ; and I guess when it comes to society , they 're away up , and they wo n't stun ' any nonsense . '' Lander came into his wife 's room between ten and eleven o'clock , and found her still in bed , but with her half-finished breakfast on a tray before her . As soon as he opened the door she said , `` I do wish you would take some of that heat-tonic of mine , Albe ` t , that the docta left for me in Boston . You 'll find it in the upper right bureau box , the'a ; and I know it 'll be the very thing for you . It 'll relieve you of that suffocatin ' feeling that I always have , comin ' up stars .