eleven o'clock
she said ; `` be quick , and fetch as many dock leaves as possible . I will thread a needle so as to sew up the poor dead ` uns in their coffins . We must get through the pwivate funerals as quick as possible this morning , and then we 'll be weady for poor Rub-a-Dub . '' `` Rub-a-Dub is to be buried exactly at eleven o'clock , '' said Iris . `` We 'll all wear mourning , course ? '' asked Diana . `` Yes ; black bows . ''