twelve o’clock
I went only a few steps -- to Bow-and-Arrow Castle , where we met as we had agreed to do , since he could not call . When I reached the place I found him there waiting , but quite ill . He had been unwell at his mother 's house for some days , and had been obliged to stay in bed , but he had got up on purpose to come and bid me good-bye . The over-exertion of the journey upset him , and though we stayed and stayed till twelve o'clock he felt quite unable to go back home -- unable , indeed , to move more than a few yards . I had tried so hard not to love him any longer , but I loved him so now that I could not desert him and leave him out there to catch his death . So I helped him -- nearly carrying him -- on and on to our door , and then round to the back . Here he got a little better , and as he could not stay there , and everybody was now asleep , I helped him upstairs into the room we had prepared for Mr. Pierston if he should have wanted one .