about 12
A.M
`` Pretty , very much so , but ill-mannered ; not quite a lady , I should say , '' reflected Arthur to himself , with a superior smile . `` I detest him , '' said Mrs. Carr to herself , `` at least , I think I do ; but how neatly he put me down ! There is no doubt about his being a gentleman , though insufferably conceited . '' These uncharitable thoughts rankled in their respective minds about 12 A.M. . What then was Arthur 's disgust , on descending a little late to luncheon that day , to be informed by the resplendent chief-steward -- who , for some undiscovered reason , always reminded him of Pharaoh 's butler -- that the captain had altered the places at table , and that this alteration involved his being placed next to none other than Mrs. Carr . Everybody was already seated , and it was too late to protest , at any rate for that meal ; so he had to choose between submission and going without his luncheon . Being extremely hungry , he decided for the first alternative , and reluctantly brought himself to a halt next his avowed enemy .