eight o'clock
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`` That 's what I said before I spoke . You are to drive into Prospect Township this evening -- Hey , Grant , '' called Brotherton to the boy on the bench in the Amen corner , `` Does that pretty school ma'am board with you people ? '' And when Grant shook his head , Brotherton went on : `` Yes -- she 's moved across the district I remember now . Well , anyway , Henry , you 're to drive into Prospect Township this evening and produce one large , luscious brunette contralto for choir practice at General Nesbit 's piano at eight o'clock sharp . '' He stood facing Fenn whose eyes were glowing . The lurking devil seemed to slink away from him . Brotherton , seeing the change , again burst into his laugh and bringing Fenn to the front of the store roared : `` Well , say -- Hennery -- are there any flies on your Uncle George 's scheme ? ''