eleven o’clock
`` Perfectly . '' He glanced mechanically at his useless wrist watch , then inquired the time . She went to her room , returned , wearing a little jacket and carrying a pair of big , wooden gloves . `` It is after eleven o'clock , '' she said . `` I brought my jacket because it is cold in all belfries . It will be cold in Nivelle , up there in the tower under Clovis . '' `` You really mean to go with me ? ''