seven o'clock
Old Principle paused in his work , and in a minute or two greeted the newcomer . `` Good-afternoon , Mrs. Cullen , how 's your husband to-day ? '' `` Badly , very badly , but I 's forced to leave he . I lock the door and put the key in me pocket , for I 's bin up the hill yonner cuttin ' peat sin seven o'clock this mornin ' . He do get awfu ' lonesome , he say , an ' if me niece had n't a married and gone to ` Merica , I should have kept she to tend him . '' `` Who is she ? '' asked Roy , as after a few more words the woman moved on .