eleven o'clock
The scene was to come now , and I was almost glad of it . Poor Julia ! what a time she must have had with the old bear ! * * * * * At eleven o'clock I was ushered into Mr. Wentworth 's sitting-room . Julia was there , but before I had even spoken to her the old gentleman came bustling across the room , with his `` Mr. Hackmatack , I suppose '' ; and then followed a formal introduction between me and her , which both of us bore with the most praiseworthy fortitude and composure , neither evincing , even by a glance , that we had ever seen or heard of each other before . Here was another weight off my mind and Julia 's . I had wronged poor Mrs. Barry .