eleven at night
All the journeyings I had ever done had been purely in the way of business . The pleasant May weather suggested a novelty namely , a trip for pure recreation , the bread-and-butter element left out . The Reverend said he would go , too ; a good man , one of the best of men , although a clergyman . By eleven at night we were in New Haven and on board the New York boat . We bought our tickets , and then went wandering around here and there , in the solid comfort of being free and idle , and of putting distance between ourselves and the mails and telegraphs . After a while I went to my stateroom and undressed , but the night was too enticing for bed . We were moving down the bay now , and it was pleasant to stand at the window and take the cool night breeze and watch the gliding lights on shore .