about eleven o'clock
Neither of them seemed to know the responses at all , and I do n't think I have ever felt more miserable . However , I had done all I could do , and I let it go at that . I comforted myself that I would get on better in the forest , where I thought there was to be a parade . '' ` We got out about eleven o'clock , and I went to the O.C. 's hut . He was sitting in a deck chair reading a novel . He jumped up when he saw me , and was full of apologies . He 'd absolutely forgotten I was coming , and so no notice had been given , and , anyway , apparently it is n't the custom in these camps to have ordered parade services .