six o'clock in the evening
`` Anything -- I 'll do anything , '' said Mary , checking her tears and looking up with a gleam of hope . `` Then , look you here , '' said Seraminta , changing her soft tone to a threatening one , and frowning darkly . `` First you 've got to promise not to tell a soul of yer havin ' bin in this room an ' how you got ` ere . Next , to keep a quiet tongue about what you heard us say ; and last , to bring all the money you 've got and put it under the flat stone where the four roads meet , to-morrow at six o'clock in the evening . An ' if yer do all these things we 'll let you bide at the parson 's . But if you breathe a word about what you 've seen an ' heard , whether it 's in the dark or the light , whether it 's sleeping or waking , whether it 's to man , woman , or child , that very minute you 'll be claimed for ours , and ours you 'll be for ever . '' The room was getting dark by this time , and the fire burning low gave a sudden flicker now and then , and died down again ; by this uncertain light the dark figures standing round , and the lowering frown on Seraminta 's crafty face , looked doubly awful .