about eleven o’clock
`` Geoffrey , my darling -- I will wait -- '' Farewell to Beatrice ! The light went out of the sky and darkness gathered on the weltering sea . Farewell to Beatrice , and all her love and all her sin . Geoffrey came down to breakfast about eleven o'clock on the morning of that day the first hours of which he had spent at Euston Station . Not seeing Effie , he asked Lady Honoria where she was , and was informed that Anne , the French _ bonne _ , said the child was not well and that she had kept her in bed to breakfast . `` Do you mean to say that you have not been up to see what is the matter with her ? '' asked Geoffrey .