nine o'clock
She was not a nervous person , and regarding the colonel 's jokes as part of the matrimonial contract , she usually bore them , as I have hinted , with severe composure ; accepting them all , good , bad , and indifferent , as something in the nature of man which she should understand better after they had been married longer . The present journey was made just after the close of the war ; they had seen very little of each other while he was in the army , and it had something of the fresh interest of a bridal tour . But they sojourned only a day or two in the places between Strasburg and Vienna ; it was very cold and very unpleasant getting about , and they instinctively felt what every wise traveller knows , that it is folly to be lingering in Germany when you can get into Italy ; and so they hurried on . It was nine o'clock one night when they reached Salzburg ; and when their baggage had been visited and their passports examined , they had still half an hour to wait before the train went on . They profited by the delay to consider what hotel they should stop at in Vienna , and they advised with their Bradshaw on the point . This railway guide gave in its laconic fashion several hotels , and specified the Kaiserin Elisabeth as one at which there was a table d'hôte , briefly explaining that at most hotels in Vienna there was none . `` That settles it , '' said Mrs. Kenton .