eleven o'clock
Why did you go so far away ? '' Claire put her head down on the dressing-table , and shed a few tears , a weakness bitterly regretted , for like all weaknesses the consequences wrought fresh trouble . Now her eyelids were red , and she was obliged to hang shivering out of the window , until they had regained their natural colour , before she could face Cecil 's sharp eyes . Janet arrived soon after eleven o'clock on Saturday morning , and was shown into the saffron parlour where Claire sat over her week 's mending . She wore a spring suit purchased in Paris , and a hat which was probably smart , but very certainly was unbecoming , slanting as it did at a violent angle over her plump , good-humoured face , and almost entirely blinding one eye . She caught sight of her own reflection in the overmantel and exclaimed , `` What a fright I look ! '' as she seated herself by the table , and threw off her furs .