eight o'clock
Overhead , Grannie Barnes moaned and groaned , and tossed and heaved on her bed , but Mona slept on unconcerned and happy . Even the creaking of the stairs when granny came down in the morning did not rouse her . The first thing that she was conscious of was a hand shaking her by the shoulders , and a voice saying rather sharply , `` Come , wake up . Do n't you know that it 's eight o'clock , and no fire lit , nor nothing ! I thought I might have lain on a bit this morning , and you 'd have brought me a cup of tea , knowing how bad I 've been , and very far from well yet . You said you did it for your stepmother . It 's a good thing I did n't wait any longer ! ''