eleven o'clock in the morning
And no sooner had those glances been returned in kind , than Antoñona also knew it . There was but little left , then , for the mistress to confide to a servant of so much penetration , and who was so skilled in divination of what passed in the inmost recesses of her breast . * * * * * Five days after the date of Don Luis 's last letter , our narrative begins . It was eleven o'clock in the morning . Pepita was in an apartment on an upper floor , contiguous to her bedroom and dressing-room , where no one ever entered without being summoned , save Antoñona . The furniture of this apartment was simple , but comfortable and in good taste . The curtains and the covering of the easy-chairs , the sofas and the arm-chairs , were of a flowered cotton fabric .