eight o'clock
`` It never strikes nowadays ... '' `` That 's because we no longer think of the time , '' said Granny . `` Was any one thinking of the time ? '' `` Yes , I was , '' said Tyltyl . `` So it 's eight o'clock ? ... Then I 'm off , for I promised Light to be back before nine ... '' He was going for the cage , but the others were too happy to let him run away so soon : it would be horrid to say good-bye like that ! Granny had a good idea : she knew what a little glutton Tyltyl was . It was just supper-time and , as luck would have it , there was some capital cabbage-soup and a beautiful plum-tart .