eight o'clock
The landlord greeted her rather sullenly , his eyes heavy and red from lack of sleep . `` Morning , '' he said , without attempting to rise . `` Lie down thar , Towser ; the lady do n't likely want yer nosin ' around . Yer a bit late fer breakfast ; it 's ginerally over with by eight o'clock . '' `` I am not at all hungry , '' she answered . `` Is it far to the post-office ? '' '' ` Bout two blocks , ter yer right .