eight o'clock
`` That 's reet , Mattha ; and reet neighborly forby . I 'll slip away after thee in a thumb 's snitting . '' The Laird Fisher went out . `` Can ye bide here for me until eight o'clock to-neet , Mr. Bonnithorne ? '' There was some vexation written on the lawyer 's face , but he answered with meekness : `` I am always at your service , Mr. Ritson . I can return at eight . '' `` Verra good '' Then , turning to Mrs. Ritson , `` Give friend Bonnithorne a bite o ' summat , '' said Allan , and he followed the charcoal-burner .