eleven at night
She had treated me like a school-boy , she had used in deceiving me a trick which was insultingly simple . My self-esteem got the upper hand . I must leave this woman without giving her the satisfaction of knowing that she had made me suffer , and this is what I wrote to her in my most elegant handwriting and with tears of rage and sorrow in my eyes : `` MY DEAR MARGUERITE : I hope that your indisposition yesterday was not serious . I came , at eleven at night , to ask after you , and was told that you had not come in . M. de G. was more fortunate , for he presented himself shortly afterward , and at four in the morning he had not left . `` Forgive me for the few tedious hours that I have given you , and be assured that I shall never forget the happy moments which I owe to you . `` I should have called to-day to ask after you , but I intend going back to my father 's .