eleven o'clock
That woman has left a taste on my palate that all the tea in China will never wash off . Where shall I begin ? '' `` Where we left off , '' said Esther . `` We left Mr. Wharton in the church at eleven o'clock , and the woman marching up and down outside . '' `` At noon I found her there , and knew her at once , though it is ten years since I last saw her . She is a person whom one does not forget . I asked her what she wanted .