nine o'clock
She had puzzled in vain over this particular piece of translation . The words , indeed , she had found in the dictionary , but she could not twist them into sense . `` Old Vergil 's utterly stumped me to-day ! '' she mourned to Garnet , as they met in the dressing-room before nine o'clock . `` If Bunty puts me to construe anywhere on page 21 , I 'm a gone coon . I 'm feeling in a blue funk , I can tell you . '' `` Poor old bluebottle !