eleven o'clock
`` You look so ill , Hugh , '' Fay would say with tears in her eyes when he came up to wish her good-bye , `` I wish you would stay with me a little . '' But Hugh would only give a forced laugh , and say that his `` Wee Wifie was becoming more fanciful than ever , and that he should not know what to do with her if she went on like this ; '' and then , kissing her hastily , and unloosening the little hands from his neck , he would go out of the room pretending to whistle . But one evening , when they were together in the library , he fell asleep while she was talking to him , and looked so strange and flushed that Fay got frightened and tried to wake him . `` Come , Hugh , '' she said , softly , `` it is eleven o'clock , and I can not leave you like this , and I am so tired and sleepy , dear ; '' and she knelt down and put her hand under his head , and stroked back the hair from his hot forehead . But Hugh only muttered something inaudibly , and turned his face away . And Fay , watching him anxiously , felt her heart sink with some undefined fear , and presently rang for his valet . `` Saville , '' she said , as the man entered the room , `` I do not know what is the matter with Sir Hugh to-night , he sleeps so heavily and looks so strange .