about eleven
o’clock
He countermanded the order to put his luggage on board , watched the steamer out of the harbour , and went to bed . He might as well have gone to battle , for any rest that he got . On rising the next morning he felt rather blank , though none the less convinced that a matter required investigation . He left Budmouth by a morning train , and about eleven o'clock found himself in Markton . The momentum of a practical inquiry took him through that ancient borough without leaving him much leisure for those reveries which had yesterday lent an unutterable sadness to every object there . It was just before noon that he started for the castle , intending to arrive at a time of the morning when , as he knew from experience , he could speak to Charlotte without difficulty . The rising ground soon revealed the old towers to him , and , jutting out behind them , the scaffoldings for the new wing .