a
quarter past eleven
There was a light . I rang . I asked the porter if Mlle. Gautier was at home . He replied that she never came in before eleven or a quarter past eleven . I looked at my watch . I intended to come quite slowly , and I had come in five minutes from the Rue de Provence to the Rue d'Antin . I walked to and fro in the street ; there are no shops , and at that hour it is quite deserted .