twelve o'clock at night
This was intolerable to Florence , -- this idea that she should have been considered as capable of being intended for the purposes of other people ! And a resolution at once was formed in her mind that she would let her mother know that such intentions were futile . But for the moment she sat silent . A journey home at twelve o'clock at night in a fly was not the time for the expression of her resolution . `` I say he is a scamp , '' said Mrs. Mountjoy . `` During all these inquiries that have been made after your cousin he has known all about it . '' `` He has not known all about it , '' said Florence .