about eleven o’clock
I congratulate you heartily . My father can not endure Ajaccio now your brother is not there to talk about war and go out shooting with him . We are starting to-day , and shall sleep at the house of your kinswoman , to whom we have a letter . The day after to-morrow , somewhere about eleven o'clock , I shall come and ask you to let me taste that mountain _ bruccio _ of yours , which you say is so vastly superior to what we get in the town . `` Farewell , dear Signorina Colomba . `` Your affectionate `` LYDIA NEVIL . '' `` Then she has n't received my second letter ! ''