eleven o'clock
I appeared to have lost my powers of judgment , and to have relapsed , as far as intellect was concerned , into childhood again . My readers must excuse this digression , but it appeared to me necessary to explain how it was possible for a lad of fifteen to have been made the victim of such a palpably absurd deception without its involving the necessity of his not being `` so sharp as he should be '' . The promised `` something warm '' made its appearance ere long , in the shape of tea and toast , which , despite my alarming seizure , I demolished with great gusto in bed -LRB- for I did not dare to get up -RRB- , feeling , from the fact of my having obtained it under false pretences , very like a culprit all the while . Having finished my breakfast , and allowed sufficient time to elapse for my recovery , I got up , and , selecting a pair of trousers which appeared to have suffered less from their sojourn in the chimney than the others , dressed myself , and soon after eleven o'clock made my appearance in the pupils ' room , where I found Dr. Mildman seated at his desk , and the pupils apparently very hard at work . `` How do you find yourself now you are up , Fairlegh ? '' inquired my tutor kindly . `` Quite well , sir , thank you , '' I replied , feeling like an impostor .