eleven o'clock
`` Never presume to look at me again , '' she said harshly . `` If you do , I shall report you to the Governor . '' And without waiting to note how he accepted the mandate , she swept by him and entered the Fort , the gates clashing behind her . The inmates of Fort Ross were always in bed by eleven o'clock . At that hour not a sound was to be heard but the roar of the ocean , the soft pacing of the sentry on the ramparts , the cry of the panther in the forest . On the evening in question , after the others had retired , Natalie , trembling with excitement , made a hasty toilet , changing her evening gown for a gray travelling frock . Her heavy hair came unbound , and her shaking hands refused to adjust the close coils .