eleven o'clock
From this point the conversation glided off into a wilderness of general topics . Overtop had a habit -LRB- a bad one , it must be confessed -RRB- of sounding people 's mental depths . He found that Miss Pillbody was no shallow thinker . He left the house at eleven o'clock , supposing it was ten , and had a delightful vision , that night , of the little round table and the teapot , and the presiding angel . Next day , Overtop wrote the following letter : New York , -- . MR. J. CUDGEON : SIR : Enclosed is a bill of items , amounting to one hundred and fifty dollars , for your wife 's tuition at Miss Pillbody 's private school . Be good enough to look it over , and inform me , to-morrow , what you will do about it .