eleven o'clock at
night
Lance brightened , and he answered , ` My Lord , I did get out once , but only once , and I do n't think I did wrong . It was a long time ago -- in the autumn . ' ` Last autumn ! Was it not then that there was a report of a chorister in his shirt sleeves being seen at the Green Man at eleven o'clock at night ? ' ` That was I , my Lord . ' Clement was ready to start forward , under the impression that Lance was talking his ` nonsense ; ' but the Bishop said , ` You were named , but nobody believed it for a moment . ' ` One of our little fellows was very ill , my Lord , ' said Lance , excitement restoring something of his natural briskness .