about eleven in the morning
`` As the weather is so very bad still , '' wrote Eve to Hilliard , `` will you let us come to see you on Saturday ? Sunday may be better for an excursion of some sort . '' And thus it was arranged . Hilliard made ready his room to receive the fair visitors , who would come at about eleven in the morning . As usual nowadays , he felt discontented , but , after all , Patty 's influence might be a help to him , as it had been in worse straits . To-day he had the house to himself . The corn-dealers shop was closed , as on a Sunday ; the optician and his blind wife had locked up their rooms and were spending Easter-tide , it might be hoped , amid more cheerful surroundings .