seven o'clock
You should mind your own business ! '' `` So should you , Mister , so should you ! '' And Twitt chuckled contentedly -- `` An ' if ye _ do n't _ mind it , there 's those ` ere as 'll _ make _ ye ! '' Arbroath departed in a huff , and the very next Sunday announced that `` Matins '' would be held at seven o'clock daily in the Church , and `` Evensong '' at six in the afternoon . Needless to say , the announcement was made in vain . Day after day passed , and no one attended . Smarting with rage , Arbroath sought to `` work up '' the village to a proper '' ` Igh Jink '' pitch -- but his efforts were wasted .