eight o'clock
He read a Psalm with deliberation , poked up an already bright fire , and glowered at his placid gude wife . It was not to be borne -- to be defied by a ten-inch-high terrier , and dared , by a man a third under his own weight , to do his duty . After an hour or so he worked himself up to the point of going out and slamming the door . At eight o'clock Mr. Traill found Bobby on the pavement outside the locked gate . He was not sorry that the fortunes of unequal battle had thrown the faithful little dog on his hospitality . Bobby begged piteously to be put inside , but he seemed to understand at last that the gate was too high for Mr. Traill to drop him over . He followed the landlord up to the restaurant willingly .