eight o'clock
Finally I had to mess him about in a basin in cold water , which set him yelling worse than ever . Then I had to put him in my night-gown , for he 'd got none of his own . `` I want to get in beside you , '' he said , as I stuck him in bed . `` I 'm not going to bed yet , '' said I ; `` not likely , at eight o'clock ! '' More yells ; and a chambermaid came and knocked at the door to know what was the matter . I tried all I knew to quiet him down . He would n't listen to me , not even when I tried to tell him his `` Three Bears . ''