nine o'clock
`` Oh , Debbie , give me something to eat , quick , '' she cried . `` I 'm starving . '' Debbie turned and favored her with a large black stare . `` Dem dat gets up at nine o'clock in de mo ` nin ' , '' she declared , `` done deserves to go hungry , Miss Billie , beggin ' your pardon . '' Her tone matched the severity of her gaze . `` Oh , but , Debbie , '' said Billie , using the coaxing tone that even black Deborah , tyrant of the household , could never quite resist , `` remember how many mornings I have had to get up at seven and go out in the drizzling rain and -- '' `` All right , honey , all right , '' said Deborah , her heart touched by this reference to the hardships her young mistress had suffered . `` You go in ` tother room an ' do n't bother Debbie an ' she 'll bring you in the prettiest breakfast you ever did see . ''