eleven o'clock
I venture to say that you will pass a worse night than any of us , Mr. Homos , and that you will be sorrier to-morrow than I shall . '' They were all smoking , and I confess that their tobacco was secretly such an affliction to me that I was at one moment in doubt whether I should take a cigar myself or ask leave to join the ladies . The gentleman who had talked so much already said : `` Well , I do n't mind dining , a great deal , especially with Makely , here , but I do object to supping , as I have to do now and then , in the way of pleasure . Last Saturday night I sat down at eleven o'clock to blue-point oysters , consommé , stewed terrapin -- yours was very good , Makely ; I wish I had taken more of it -- lamb chops with peas , redhead duck with celery mayonnaise , Nesselrode pudding , fruit , cheese , and coffee , with sausages , caviare , radishes , celery , and olives interspersed wildly , and drinkables and smokables _ ad libitum _ ; and I can assure you that I felt very devout when I woke up after church-time in the morning . It is this turning night into day that is killing us . We men , who have to go to business the next morning , ought to strike , and say that we wo n't go to anything later than eight-o'clock dinner . '' `` Ah , then the women would insist upon our making it four-o'clock tea , '' said another .