eleven o'clock
We s ` all see . '' `` Monsieur Noire , '' said Bobby , more sick and sore than panic-stricken , `` you will please settle matters with all these people and come to me at the hotel for whatever checks you need , '' and , hurt beyond measure at this one more instance that there were , really , rapacious schemers in the world , who sought loathsome advantage at the expense of decent folk , Bobby crept away , to hide himself and try to understand . They were here for the latter half of the week , and , since business seemed to be fairly good , Bobby had decided to fill this engagement , canceling all others . In the morning it seemed that Madam Villenauve had been in earnest in her absurd intentions , for , in his room , at eleven o'clock , he was served with papers in the breach-of-promise suit of Villenauve _ versus _ Burnit , and the amount of damages claimed was the tremendous sum of one hundred and fifty thousand dollars , an amount , of course , only commensurate with Madam Villenauve 's standing in the profession and her earning capacity as an artist , her pride and shattered feelings and the dashing to earth of her love 's young dream being of corresponding value . Moreover , he learned that an injunction had been issued completely tying up his bank account . That was the parting blow . Settling up with the performers upon a blood-letting basis , he most ignominiously fled .