eleven
o'clock
And then the rhythm of the music became too much for us , and we did not speak any more , only danced ; only danced and liked each other more and more . That night it seemed there were no tired men or women in Aiken . There were no lingering groups of yarn-swapping men in the buffet , only half-melted humanity who gulped down a glass of champagne and flew back to the dance . We made so much noise that half the dogs in Aiken barked all night , and roosters waked from sleep began to crow at eleven o'clock . I am sure that Lucy did not give many thoughts to poor John Fulton , worrying his head off in far New York . She had the greatest power upon her own thoughts of any woman or man I ever knew . And always she chose agreeable and even delightful things to think about .