About nine o'clock
`` The smell of it does me good . It 's better than all the liquor in the world ! '' Robert did not like tea as well as his aunt , but still he relished the warm drink , for the night was cool , and more than ever he rejoiced to see how much his aunt enjoyed what had latterly been rather a rare luxury . About nine o'clock Robert went to bed and very soon fell asleep . He had not been asleep long before he was conscious of being rudely shaken . Opening his eyes , he saw his uncle with inflamed face and thickened utterance . `` What 's wanted , uncle ? ''