nine o'clock
All at once it occurred to him `` that it would n't do no good to worry about it , '' so he settled himself to sleep . A bright idea crossed his mind as he closed his eyes upon the embers that were fading on the hearth in his master 's room ; in another moment he was reposing , in utter oblivion of all things , whether concerning his own affairs or those of the world in general . The next morning , just as Mr. Weston had finished his paper , Bacchus came in with a pair of boots , shining astonishingly . `` I believe , '' said Mr. Weston , `` I wo n't put them on yet , our ladies have not come down to breakfast , and its hardly time , for it is but half-past nine o'clock ; I think it must have been morning when they came home . '' `` Yes sir , '' said Bacchus ; `` they aint awake yet , Aunt Marthy tells me . '' `` Well , let them sleep . I have breakfasted , and I will sit here and enjoy this good fire , until they come . ''