about ten o'clock in the morning
I should n't be surprised if uncle has never been in the Tiger in his life . You know his views -- '' `` I do n't care twopence for your uncle , '' said George , again implicitly blaming Mary for the peculiarities of her uncle 's character . `` Something 's got to be done , and I 'm going to do it . '' Two days later , at about ten o'clock in the morning , Samuel Peel , J.P. , entered the market-place , Bursley , from the top of Oldcastle Street . He had walked down , as usual , from his dignified residence at Hillport . It was his day for the Bench , and he had , moreover , a lot of complicated election business . On a dozen hoardings between Hillport and Bursley market-place blazed the red letters of his posters inviting the faithful to vote for Peel , whose family had been identified with the district for a century and a half .