nearly eleven o'clock
There was n't even anybody to take my bag . I told Mother I had written Miss Susanna what train I would be on , and because she was so busy and Father away she trusted me to do things she had never trusted me to do before and did n't write herself , which is why I was n't met . I did write the letter saying I was coming , but I forgot to mail it and found it in my bag when I got off the train and was looking for my trunk check . It was nearly eleven o'clock and nobody around but some train people who looked at me and said nothing . And then a young man who had got off the same train came up and took off his hat and asked if he could not do something for me , and I told him I hoped he could and I certainly would be obliged if he would do it as quick as possible , as it was getting later every minute and Mother would be terribly worried if she knew I had n't been met . `` But where are you going ? '' he asked , and his eyes , which are his best-looking part , took me in from top to toe .