eight o'clock
He -LRB- Henry Little -RRB- would earn none of it , would take none of it . What invention he had should all go to outwit the Trades , and turn that old ruffian 's church into his own smithy . This double master-stroke , by which he was to defeat one enemy , and secretly affront another , did make him chuckle one or twice , not with joy , but with bitterness . He awoke in a similar mood next morning : but there was eight o'clock service near , and the silver-toned bell awakened better thoughts . He dressed hurriedly , and went to church . He came back sadder , but rather less hot , less bitter : he had his breakfast , improved his toilet , went to the livery stable , and drove to `` Woodbine Villa . '' Mr. and Miss Carden had just finished breakfast , when he drove up to the door .