about eleven o'clock in the morning
Nothing definite , however , could I gather from the hotel people . They knew nothing , and seemed highly annoyed that such an incident should occur in their quiet and highly aristocratic house . Next day Sylvia waited for news of her father , but none came . Delanne called about eleven o'clock in the morning , and had a brief interview with her in private . What passed between them I know not , save that the man , whose real name was Guertin , met me rather coldly and afterwards bade me adieu . I hated the fellow . He was always extremely polite , always just a little sarcastic , and yet , was he not the associate of the man Reckitt ?