eleven o'clock
`` My one genuine romance , '' says he . `` I suppose she was n't really the radiant beauty I imagined ; but she was charming , vivacious , fascinating . It was a bad case of love at first sight . At eleven o'clock that evening , I remember , I took her in to supper . At twelve I was leading her into a palm-sheltered nook , and the next thing I knew I had taken her in my arms and -- well , the usual thing . No one could have made a more complete ass of himself . She should have boxed my ears .