about eleven o'clock
Indeed , she felt so ill at ease and weak that she had an idea of consulting her physician . Perhaps she was about to be seriously affected , for it was not natural that in a few hours she should pass through those successive phases of suffering and relief . So she sent him a telegram , and awaited his coming . He arrived about eleven o'clock . He was one of those dignified , fashionable physicians whose decorations and titles guarantee their ability , whose tact at least equals mere skill , and who have , above all , when treating women , an adroitness that is surer than medicines . He entered , bowed , looked at his patient , and said with a smile : `` Come , this is not a very grave case . With eyes like yours one is never very ill . ''