ten o'clock
_ Rob Roy _ . The occupants of Bide-a-Wee Cottage awoke in anything but a Jubilee humor , next day . Willie had intended to come at nine , but of course did not appear . Francesca took her breakfast in bed , and came listlessly into the sitting-room at ten o'clock , looking like a ghost . Jean 's ankle was much better , -- the sprain proved to be not even a strain , -- but her wrist was painful . It was drizzling , too , and we had promised Miss Ardmore and Miss Macrae to aid with the last Jubilee decorations , the distribution of medals at the church , and the children 's games and tea on the links in the afternoon . We had determined not to desert our beloved Pettybaw for the metropolis on this great day , but to celebrate it with the dear fowk o ' Fife who had grown to be a part of our lives .