eleven o’clock
`` Cry as you have never cried yet ! You have seen the last of your sweetheart . '' An hour later , the landlady at Miss Gwilt 's lodgings was lost in astonishment , and the clamorous tongues of the children were in a state of ungovernable revolt . `` Unforeseen circumstances '' had suddenly obliged the tenant of the first floor to terminate the occupation of her apartments , and to go to London that day by the eleven o'clock train . `` Please to have a fly at the door at half-past ten , '' said Miss Gwilt , as the amazed landlady followed her upstairs . `` And excuse me , you good creature , if I beg and pray not to be disturbed till the fly comes . '' Once inside the room , she locked the door , and then opened her writing-desk .