eleven o'clock
The morning was beautiful -- everything about the place was so beautiful that he wondered how men and women could live here and not feel the spell of it . Billy Price came down shortly afterward , clad in a khaki hunting suit , with knee kilts and button-pockets and gun-pads and Cossack cartridge-loops . She joined him in a stroll down the beach , and talked to him about the coming winter season , with its leading personalities and events , -- the Horse Show , which opened next week , and the prospects for the opera , and Mrs. de Graffenried 's opening entertainment . When they came back it was eleven o'clock , and they found most of the guests assembled , nearly all of them looking a little pale and uncomfortable in the merciless morning light . As the two came in they observed Bertie Stuyvesant standing by the buffet , in the act of gulping down a tumbler of brandy . `` Bertie has taken up the ` no breakfast fad , ' '' said Billy with an ironical smile . Then began the hunt .