twelve o’clock
But towards morning she slept better , and suffered me to do so too . At about mid-day , we set out for the office of Messrs Spenlow and Jorkins , in Doctors ' Commons . My aunt , who had this other general opinion in reference to London , that every man she saw was a pickpocket , gave me her purse to carry for her , which had ten guineas in it and some silver . We made a pause at the toy shop in Fleet Street , to see the giants of Saint Dunstan 's strike upon the bells -- we had timed our going , so as to catch them at it , at twelve o'clock -- and then went on towards Ludgate Hill , and St. Paul 's Churchyard . We were crossing to the former place , when I found that my aunt greatly accelerated her speed , and looked frightened . I observed , at the same time , that a lowering ill-dressed man who had stopped and stared at us in passing , a little before , was coming so close after us as to brush against her . ` Trot !