seven o'clock
She sent me down here with a grinder . She wants me to cultivate my neglected genus . -- He he ! I say , Pen , this is n't quite like seven o'clock school -- is it , old boy ? '' -- and the young fellow burst out into a boyish laugh of enjoyment . Then he added -- `` Go in and talk to the general whilst I dress . And I say , Pendennis , ask him to sing you ` The Little Pig under the Bed ; ' it 's capital . ''