twenty minutes to seven
`` It 's brave an ' dry for the stockin ' - feet up on the riggin ' , '' said the Old Tory . `` Up wi ' ye , lad ; ye couldna do better . '' And the tailor was beside the others before he knew it , a strand of the bright yellow streaming from the button-hole of his shirt . So one after another the inhabitants of Dullarg came out to wonder , and mounted to wear the badge of slavery ; until , when the chariot of the Tory candidate dashed in at twenty minutes to seven on its way to the county town , the rigging of David Armitt 's house was crowded with men all decorated with his yellow colours . Never had such a sight been seen in the Radical and Chartist village of Dullarg . Then the Old Tory leaped to his feet as the horses went prancing by . `` Gie a cheer , boys ! ''