eleven o'clock
Ask for Sister Grace . Will you remember -- Sister Grace ? She will tell you all . '' It was hard on eleven o'clock when Hugh Ritson returned to town . The streets were thronged , and he walked for a long hour amid the crowds that passed through the Strand . In all that multitudinous sea of faces , there was not a countenance on which the mark of suffering was more indelibly fixed than on his own . His sensibilities were wrought up to an unwonted pitch .