eight in the morning
Will you cut it for me , and trim it up for a walking-stick ? ' ` That I will , my Lord ! ' ` Thank you . Bring it up to me between seven and eight in the morning , if you please ; and so I shall see you again -- ' Mr. Holdsworth was already entering to close the conversation , which had been already over-long and exciting , for Louis , sinking back , mournfully exclaimed , ` The medley of that poor boy 's mind is the worst of my pieces of work . I have made him too refined for one class , and left him too rough for another -- discontented with his station , and too desultory and insubordinate to rise , nobleness of nature turning to arrogance , fact and fiction all mixed up together . It would be a study , if one was not so sorry ! ' Nevertheless , Mr. Holdsworth could not understand how even Fitzjocelyn could have given the lad a recommendation , and he would have remonstrated , but that the long interview had already been sufficiently trying ; so he did his best to have faith in his eccentric friend 's good intentions .