Eleven o’clock
`` When Midwinter came here last from the railway , he came at half-past eight . How am I to get through the weary , weary hours between this and the evening ? I think I shall darken my bedroom , and drink the blessing of oblivion from my bottle of Drops . '' `` Eleven o'clock . -- We have parted for the last time before the day comes that makes us man and wife . `` He has left me , as he left me before , with an absorbing subject of interest to think of in his absence . I noticed a change in him the moment he entered the room .