about ten o'clock
`` Well , you are a funny child ! '' exclaimed Clara . `` You were expressly sent for to come here and to remain with me and share my lessons ; there will be some fun about them now as you can not read , something new to do , for often they are dreadfully dull , and I think the morning will never pass away . You know my tutor comes every morning at about ten o'clock , and then we go on with lessons till two , and it does seem such a long time . Sometimes he takes up the book and holds it close up to his face , as if he was very short-sighted , but I know it 's only because he wants so dreadfully to gape , and Fraulein Rottenmeier takes her large handkerchief out also now and then and covers her face with it , as if she was moved by what we had been reading , but that is only because she is longing to gape too . And I myself often want to gape , but I am obliged to stop myself , for if Fraulein Rottenmeier sees me gaping she runs off at once and fetches the cod-liver oil and says I must have a dose , as I am getting weak again , and the cod-liver oil is horrible , so I do my best not to gape . But now it will be much more amusing , for I shall be able to lie and listen while you learn to read . ''