eleven
o’clock
Oh , for pity 's sake , let me see you once -- only once ! '' `` Well -- '' She stopped ; then , as if thinking better of it , `` Oh , not here ! '' `` Where you will . '' `` Will you -- '' She seemed to reflect ; then abruptly , `` To-morrow at eleven o'clock in the cathedral . '' `` I shall be there , '' he cried , seizing her hands , which she disengaged . And as they were both standing up , he behind her , and Emma with her head bent , he stooped over her and pressed long kisses on her neck . `` You are mad !