ELEVEN O'CLOCK
Would to Heaven I never had ! If I write , that 's all I can do . Let your writing then , my dearest life , confirm your promise : and I will withdraw in expectation of it . PAST ELEVEN O'CLOCK . She rung her bell for Dorcas ; and , with her door in her hand , only half opened , gave her a billet for me . How did the dear creature look , Dorcas ? She was dressed .