eleven o’clock
`` Where is he ? '' I demanded . `` I do not know , '' she replied . `` But he will be behind the hedge of the garden at Les Îles at eleven o'clock -- unless he has lost before then his love of money . '' `` Which is to say -- '' `` He will be there unless he is dead . That is why I sent for you , Monsieur . '' She glanced at me .