ten o'clock
In a brief and almost incoherent note , subsequently received , she accidentally omitted the name of her future husband , and designated him as ` my prince , ' ` my king , ' ` my liege lover . ' The same mail brought me a long and exceedingly tender letter from my own betrothed , informing me that at the expiration of ten days he would certainly be with me to arrange for an immediate consummation of our engagement . A railroad accident delayed me twenty-four hours , and I did not reach New York until the morning of the day on which my friend was married . The ceremony took place at ten o'clock , and when I arrived , Evelyn was already in the hands of the hair-dresser . I was hurried into the room prepared for me , and while waiting for my trunk , noticed a basket containing some of the wedding cards . I picked up one , and you can perhaps imagine my emotions , when I saw that my own lover was the betrothed of my friend . Dr. Grey , eight miserable years have gone wearily over my head since then , but now , in the dead of night , if I shut my eyes , I see staring at me , like the rayless , glazed orbs of the dead , that silver-edged wedding card , bearing in silver letters -- Maurice Carlyle , Evelyn Flewellyn .