eleven o'clock
This letter written , Florence did not even wait to read it . She put it into an envelope , directed it , and ran out with it to the nearest pillar-box . She dropped it in and returned to the house . It was not yet eleven o'clock . How tired she was ! It was nearly two hours since Franks and she had ratified their contract . She was engaged now -- engaged to a man who did not profess to love her , for whom she did not feel the faintest glimmering of affection .