about eleven o'clock
`` I did n't , because I did n't think it made any difference . She 's never interested in what I do or where I go , and there was no reason for telling her . '' `` Maybe not -- maybe not , '' Wrinkle answered , aimlessly , `` but it would n't ` a ' done yore case any harm if you had sorter tetched on it before startin ' out . You see , Carrie Wade sa ` ntered over about eleven o'clock . She hai n't been a constant visitor at our house , and as she had a kind o ' fidgety walk on her , an ' a curious dazzle in her eyes , I knowed she had n't come to see the pattern of the new quilt as she claimed , and so , bein ' a friend of yourn , I set down at the window and listened , wonderin ' when she 'd quit her eternal preamble an ' git down to business . Purty soon I knowed land was in sight , for she said , like she was in a sort of a dream , for she was n't lookin ' at anybody in particular -- she said : ` I seed Dixie Hart an ' Alfred drivin ' off this mornin ' . They was headed fer Saunder 's Spring , at the foot o ' the mountain .