Five minutes after eleven
A crimson blush sent its rich flood through her cheeks , and she exclaimed : `` There , good-by , Mr. Fitz Clarence ; I must go now ! '' She sprang from her chair with such haste that she hardly heard the young man 's answering good-by . She stood radiant , graceful , beautiful , and gazed , wondering , upon the accusing clock . Presently her pouting lips parted , and she said : `` Five minutes after eleven ! Nearly two hours , and it did not seem twenty minutes ! Oh , dear , what will he think of me ! '' At the self-same moment Alonzo was staring at his clock .