nine o'clock
What did I say ? Now Mrs. Porter , no more scolding over the ways of horses , a good horse is a delight , and a good daughter a joy forever . '' Dear old Dr. Rathbone , wise in his generation and big of heart ! At the bank down in the village -- well , at nine o'clock Mortimer , feeling the virtue of early effort , with the money of redemption in his pocket , entered into the resumption of his duties . At the earliest moment after the vault was opened he made his way to the box that contained the Porter payment . One thing troubled him slightly . It was a thousand-dollar bill that had been taken ; the money he had to replace was in hundreds and fifties .