eleven o'clock
I shall start for California next week . Meanwhile I will write down the history of one day , for it is well to have these things set visibly before one -- to grasp the nettle , as it were . Nothing is so formidable as it appears when we shrink from defining it to ourselves . I drove to the hotel in my brougham at eleven o'clock , as we had previously arranged . She was ready and waiting for me , and little Susie was with her . Ethel was charmingly dressed , and there was a soft look in her eyes as she turned them on me -- a look that seemed to say , `` I remember the past ; it is pleasant to see you , so pleasant as to be sad ! '' Susie came to me as if I were an old friend , and I lifted the child from the floor and kissed her twice .